Day 555 Trees Are for Climbing

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem. Today on our walk in the light rain, I noticed the breeze through the canopy of trees with the very old trees seeming to shine as ents walking through our land. I snapped a few pictures of these old beings, although they are not as old as rocks.

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And when we returned home, I found my twitter feed filled with Tree poems, including one by Kevin @dogtrax on climbing:

He tells me
he’s a climber,
so I ask,
of ladders?
No, he says,
of trees, and now,
instead of him,
it’s me, I see …

Full Poem: https://t.co/AsnqOzlm2s#smallpoems

for Open Write (memory poem)https://t.co/nIJtn1yuwt and another poetic tree riff @wentale @sensor63

— KevinHodgson (@dogtrax) September 18, 2021

So, of course I have the perfect picture and wrote this poem in response and reply:

Leaning forward
Through the canopy
Reaching for the sky:
A climber’s perfect path
Beyond earth’s boundary. #smallpoems pic.twitter.com/sAZlJfQ568

— Sheri Edwards (@grammasheri) September 18, 2021

Trees are for climbing

Leaning forward

Through the canopy

Reaching for the sky:

A climber’s perfect path

Beyond earth’s boundary. 

Sheri Edwards  
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