This is my first poem for 2023. If you have any feedback (good or bad) I’d love to hear it.
Prompt: Christopher Burket “Forest Light, Colorado”
(USA) 2006
Ye, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death …
No.
Stop.
There is no valley here,
Nor shadow,
Nor death
That holds a light to that which I see before me –
Tall trees;
Golden light;
Cool, aching breeze against my cheek
That reminds me
Of all the promises
Dropped like leaves
From broken branches
Onto the decaying souls
Of yesterday’s summer
While fresh life springs forth,
Against odds
And autumn’s steady march
Into that cold winter gloom,
High above the world –
Verdant and new
Atop the slender legs of arboreal giants
Who wait for no man
Nor beast,
Nor dark deity painted white,
As they reach
To worship a sun
That regards theirs existence
As the elephant regards the ant.
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