
DAILY PHOTO: Bamboo & Gnarled Tree
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Winter morn:
still waters reflect each twig
of bare trees.

rain tree canopy
contains city’s secrets
‘til the leaf drop.
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.

side-by-side trees:
one bloom-laden; one with
a few lingerers.

winding like vines,
tree branches grow like a cage
over my head.