M. L. Kiser Poet Free verse

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Beneath the Cat Willow

The willow blushes in the Sun’s caress,
such a colorful personality lending its’
ambiance to the greenwood.

Tiny catkins peek from morning bud-beds
to greet the dawn of this tangerine day;
willow celebrates the natality.

Her roots run deep, like ancient
ancestors spirits bestowing their
care as she drinks of the dew-laden ground.

I sit beneath her verdigris canopy, watching a
diligent squirrel build its’ nest on a branch and
realize Mother Nature’s profound love for her offspring.


10-16-2020
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Caren Krutsinger October 25, 2020 at 9:41 AM I have always insisted on a willow at every home we have built. This tribute does justice to them all. M. L. Kiser October 29, 2020 at 5:15 PM I love them, they're very spiritual trees. Had a cat-willow I loved and the rain took it out in 2004. It tore me apart. I do miss it.

Victor Buhagiar October 8, 2020 at 11:00 PM Loved this free verse of yours. Full of imagery. ~~ M. L. Kiser October 11, 2020 at 10:58 PM I used to have a beautiful one and it rained so much that it saturated the soil and the thing fell over, barely missing my garden shed. I do miss it.