And Fir Trees Dance

Brooks Salzwedel

Brooks Salzwedel

a big wind blows
It’s an October wind
Fruit of a deep depression
off`shore to the west
They say we’ll lose
our lights

Small loss
when it comes`
down to losing things
Give me a few candles and
a sturdy window from
which to watch
trees dance

Two firs
he tall she full
waltz like sweet lovers
She bending to his shoulder
He wrapping his arms
so passionately
`round her

I’ve seen
them dance thru
every season Snow`laden
Spring`soaked Summer`dried
and now Autumn`blown
Forever faithful
ever true

“Each thing moves its own way / in the wind. Bamboo flickers,
the plum tree waves, and the loquat / is shaken.” ~ Robert Hass


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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4 Responses to And Fir Trees Dance

  1. idyllic in the manner of Tennyson


  2. cheryl622014 says:

    Oh it reminds me of my parents..thank you


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