Roots that hold this tree
Let them dig deeper and true
But remain hidden
Mourn for me tonight, Weeping Ash.
Break my heart and all my hopes crash.
Let your gnarled knuckles crack and creak;
Let your contorted mouth still shriek
Silently. Twisted in agonised peace
And calm, you could my soul release.
May the inveigling light shudder
In the gloom and silent thunder.
Cradle my weight in your warm heart.
Seduction or eternal hurt?
The endangered Ash Tree
what can we say
we have somehow
numbered your days
bright in the spring
with hint of all new
in summer you shade us
and make us feel new
So wonderful in the fall
of burgundy glow
so majestic in winter
dark bark against snow
to gaze at your splendor
to wish you to stay
look intently for it has seen it's last days
Falling leaves of the ash tree
Burned to the ground
Behind you see
The embers found
Wind flows without directional need
Branches fallen lain to fritter
Spreading remains of the withered seed
Yore the scorch the earth un wither
Sprouting stem from far you flew
Careen a trail of destination
Giving birth to hope anew
Tree’s first breath of transpiration
Coppice recapitulate
Life perpetuate