The Leaning Trees

One row

Stretching gracefully into Winter

See how light plays

Camouflage patches

Dipped in sunshine paint

Dotted by artist's hand

See how their bark peels

And smooth mottled green

Fights for place

Over grey

And how branches arch

Tipped with brown leave fingers

Whispering song

The song of fall

Fingers breaking free

In electric pulse

To Nature's Hum

Basking in this

Last light of sun

Blended by crisp breeze

A picture of the season

To play in mind's eye

During Nature's changing of tides

 

Reviews

[VelvetRosetta]

I am a hude fan of nature, it inspires such beauty, I love this piece you wrote!

Dipped in sunshine paint...wonderful line.