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Tuesday, 24 May 2011

Quilt of Silk

By Ann Berger

I dream of flickering shadows
beneath the skylight
of a rainforest canopy,
just ripped open
by a silk tree fallen to its grave
to nourish flora and fauna
forming their own families
to embrace their life cycles

Embryos gestate, ova open
larva wriggles
polliwogs swim upstream
caterpillars inch along
spinning cocoons
ladybugs don protective coats
toads shimmy to the pond
frogs’ hind legs launch them
to lily pads

Patches of crocus burst their buds
flaunting purple attire
that beckons bees and butterflies
who shower the rainforest in a buzz
of amethyst and gold.
In time, they re-seed the forest floor
tree frogs delight
in a new silk tree

The tree reaches for the light,
folds its leafy arms
shuttering itself, letting life recycle
beneath its shadows in due season.
The shadows go still, flickering no
more; tenderly laying a blanket
over flora and fauna
on a sleeping household.

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Posted by Ronni Bennett at 05:30 AM | Permalink | Email this post


I almost wanted to sleep on that forest floor under that leafy tree and be reborn. A lovely poem, Thanks so much.

Just beautiful like a day in the beautiful outdoors while I am working in the middle of Manhattan, very refreshing...thank you...

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