I Believe In Trees by Joan McNerney
I Believe in Trees Those silent citadels standing against long nights of wind and cold. Broken willow bramble scratches a pale sky after yesterday’s ice storm. Each spring small buds blossom as bugs and butterflies orbit boughs. Green new leaf fits your hand so perfectly. The future lies in your palm. Birds reciting litany in woods. Each rainfall the forest grows taller, more verdant. Summer afternoons…trees sashay in sunshine showing off their emerald gowns. Winds sway maple branches. Leaves drop like butterflies falling to the warm earth. Red yellow brown carpets of crunchy foliage spread over roads welcoming us. Joan McNerney’s poetry has been included in numerous literary magazines such as Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze, Blueline, and Halcyon Days. Three Bright Hills Press Anthologies, several Poppy Road Review Journals, and numerous Kind of A Hurricane P...