Willow Poem by William Barton
Willow
Founded in stone and water,
Its tough old bark deeply scored
By disputations of wind and rain.
Gargoyle limbs writhe and twist
From the trunk's immensity.
Over-arching branches
Trail long fingers of foliage,
Like cool, green blessings.
In the stained-glass windows of leaves
Birds sing praises
To the greater glory of wood.
Saturday, May 5, 2012
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Poem about a huge willow tree compared to a cathedral made of wood
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5/1/2024 7:28:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful poem, well penned.