Surveying the Storm
variety of size, limbs
once helpless in the wind,
a haphazard torrent of leaves.
no pleasantries in rescind.
moss, plush with bouncy roots
tripartite surgery of bark,
sans clean cut.
ground level hallmark
apartments, at close inspection,
varmints inhabit an oak.
how do trees survive the dark
when susceptible to croak?
the yard with all its idiosyncrasies,
a social distancing playground
for a curious player of minecraft —
a five year old’s hardly earthbound.
4/17/2020
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