The tree heard
The acorn’s words
A sleep-talking sigh
Of touching blue sky.
“Impossible” said the tree
“Just too small!
So forget it all!”
Tag Archives: micropoetry
Messy edges
River rewilding
Riffles, rough edges
Human lines softened
Safe margins
Beckon long-lost faces
Dipping, building, thriving.
Ancestors
By the hearth
A smile creases your face
In leylines of kindness
In flickering firelight
Whorls of woodsmoke
Smouldering eyes
Your warm heart.
Deep time
Unearthed,
Gouging rocks on well-worn paths.
Discovering geodes
Chambered deep.
Dark matter
Unseen in-between
Luminous light of stars
Shy energy
Binds the cosmos
In clusters.