Brian Sambourne Poet Free verse

Tamarack

A forest soldier still armored in golden chain
guards the Canadian Shield from brooding vines and
                                                            horizons gray
In November's wind, it holds its yellow needles
             like comrades clasped in feeble arms of wood

This tree, an x-ray of late autumn's soul, glows
              with its ocher pins,
              deaf to bids of meddling snow.
Soft sounds, these falling fibres
               beating war drums
               'gainst an early winter foe

Protester at the gate of cold
      tamarack's ramshackle yellow
As shouts of autumn's glory 
                                         still




Poem composed 2020
Revised: February 1/2022

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William Kelii Kekaula October 3, 2020 at 3:51 PM Succinct symbolism depicted that was well-executed, Brian, impressed by your indelible wordings in your condensed submission, blessings on your honorable placement, Aloha! William Brian Sambourne October 6, 2020 at 9:49 AM Thank you William. I had hoped the reader would discern the Tamarack symbolically, as a soldier in arms clasping his comrades against the battle raging, still defending a fortress. Best wishes Brian

Anil Deo May 4, 2020 at 5:00 AM Brian, this is good, and one reading is not enough. It is also a perfect length for re-reading, or multiple visits. Lots of good metaphor & simile. Thanx, Anil Deo Brian Sambourne May 4, 2020 at 9:03 AM Hello Anil Thank you for the positive feedback. My northern cabin is on the Canadian Shield in Ontario. The Tamarack holds its golden needles tight in the November cold when all is bare about it. Take care. With appreciation Brian