A short song (co-co-COO) with recent picture by local photographer Mark Garrett :>)


Lament of the leaning trees

We were planted to stand, not to sprawl in this way
by the larger of lakes in the park,
to stare straight at the sky through the night and the day,
not to ogle our own shades of bark.

But the lake has swelled swampily over the years,
seizing soil in her cool clammy clench,
with a treasure of twigs and grass, sweet chestnut spheres,
and a hoard of hard wood, once a bench.

How we cling to the earth with our tendrilous toes,
while the lake laps in sinister sheen,
rousing daily and nightly our powerless throes
as we lean, and we lean, and we lean.




Poetry by Coo & Co The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-01-02 at 20:09

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
I adore everything about this poem.
I want to lean...No, I want to climb up in the pictured Leaning tree and lie on her trunk to stare into the shade of her bark as I get lost in the sounds and sheen of the lapping waters of the swelling lake.
2021-02-18


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Beaut Iíll written, Coo!
2021-02-08


Editorial Team The PoetBay support member heart!
Your poem has been chosen to be featured on the home page of PoetBay. Thank you for posting on our poetry website!
2021-02-08


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautiful imagery, I find myself transfixed with wonder at the trees that lean and those that claw up to the sky.

Elle x
2021-01-03


Thomas D The PoetBay support member heart!
I bow (from the widening waist, slowly and with reverence!) to the poetic prowess of this winsome and skilled lyric in anap(a)ests. I cherish especially "cool clammy clench" and "hoard of hard wood," but the poem has many, if one may be pardoned, felicities.

Bravissima!
2021-01-03


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
In many coltchers trees serve as gathers of those needing a speshal place
Ken D
2021-01-03


shells
I love trees and this piece is excellent, you have given the tree a voice. I would love to hear this sung! Beautiful pic too.
2021-01-03