The Cedar Stand / Martha's Vineyard 2008
The Cedar Stand
The cedars stand, three at hand,
their limbs unwind like twine.
Closely spaced their crowns embrace
thus, framing the divine.
Trunks forlorn have been transformed
two asymmetric sides.
Their roots breach a sandy beach
Gnarled knuckles deeply lie.
When the wind blows boldly bye
a flirting with the scene;
three dance in a wedgewood sky
like dryads in a dream.
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