Gnarled [Free Verse]

Mostly, the dead decay:
they crumble
or rot to goo.

But some trees
turn steely
hard & smooth --
fibers showing like
rigid sinews.

Bare of bark and leaves
and flowers,
but unyielding of
girth and substance.

But even those trees
give way --
perhaps in geologic time
rather than biologic time,

But still the tree will become
someone & something else.

“Crumbling is not and instant’s Act” (1010) by Emily Dickinson [w/ Audio]

Crumbling is not an instant's Act
A fundamental pause
Dilapidation's processes
Are organized Decays --

'Tis first a Cobweb on the Soul
A Cuticle of Dust
A Borer in the Axis
An Elemental Rust --

Ruin is formal -- Devil's work
Consecutive and slow--
Fail in an instant, no man did
Slipping -- is Crashe's law --