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In the mists of the giant bark beneath
  rise old growth saplings out of crag and earth,
where tumbles that ancient evergreen leaf
  to marvel at your great and splendid girth.
That footing shoot, that pod, that budding prong
  by arterial root in time of yield,
while ringed trunk does broaden rotund and long
  and furrowed skin forms its tubular shield.
Upon sky perch out of mossy thickets
  the sylvan canopy the clouds do climb...
to fell, to log, to mill into pickets
  tempers not this atrium heart of mine!
It does me good (those sap bathed arms bended)
to see that mighty scaffold extended.


                    April 1992

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Date: 12/7/2019 3:28:00 AM
Our connection to nature is often not so well expressed as this. You found the words and took me there. Bravo. SuZ
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Date: 5/14/2018 1:10:00 PM
Got to say wowzer(!) to this beauty my friend! Tis without any doubt a top class sonnet, IMHO. Such excellent and descriptive verbiage! A fav....
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Date: 11/21/2017 9:57:00 PM
Your poem shares the enchantment of the giants that outlive us and keep their secrets within their rings! Superb writing Keith! A Fave! : )
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Date: 10/4/2017 8:07:00 AM
This is a beautiful sonnet, Keith.
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Date: 8/10/2017 4:59:00 PM
This beautiful poetic description of the forest reminds me of my birding days. Great Write, Keith!
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Keith Trestrail
Date: 8/10/2017 8:38:00 PM
Thanks Ralph. I've always been into birds too...but not in the forest!
Date: 6/28/2017 11:49:00 AM
This poem is older than I am, hah! I LOVE the imagery and play with words and sound here: "That footing shoot, that pod, that budding prong // by arterial root in time of yield, // while ringed trunk does broaden rotund and long // and furrowed skin forms its tubular shield"
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Keith Trestrail
Date: 6/28/2017 7:11:00 PM
Cheers Darren. Nice of you to visit.
Date: 6/24/2017 10:42:00 AM
the only thing this poem was missing was the thick smell of musk with a rising mist from the dead trees and plants...very nice descriptive poem that's well written, you certainly captured a forest
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Keith Trestrail
Date: 6/24/2017 6:27:00 PM
Frederic, you are a gentleman and an extoller! Thank you sir - coming from you that's a feather in my cap!
Date: 6/23/2017 10:47:00 PM
I felt as if I were standing in the forest looking up in awe. Splendid images in your writing, Keith.
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Keith Trestrail
Date: 6/24/2017 6:28:00 PM
Cheers Daniel. That's the response I was looking for. Nice to hear from you, mate.
Date: 6/23/2017 8:27:00 PM
Beautiful.
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Keith Trestrail
Date: 6/23/2017 8:52:00 PM
Thanks Dale. I posted it about three years ago but it got deleted somehow, so I re-posted it. Apreciate you taking the time to comment. Keep safe.
Date: 6/23/2017 6:15:00 PM
Great Sonnet Keith, enjoyed the read, planted fantastic visions of these magnificent trees. Regards, Craig
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Keith Trestrail
Date: 6/23/2017 6:38:00 PM
Cheers for that, Craig. Have a good one, mate.