Morning Trees I

Trees stick up
the sky,
pulling ransom
sun rays
to their roots
and
laughing hollow
in their knot holes.

Author: Aidan Badinger

Wharved.com I am a poet. I write poems. Titles and subjects and subsequent readership are all part of one fragmented figment of our universe, and it's nice that we take it so seriously. Hopefully the craft remains and grows stronger for our children. View all posts by Aidan Badinger