Silver Maple
Terri Lynn Cummings
Fortune stolen
trunk split
lightning slayed
an elder among
the flock, fractured
Magnolia, Cherry
and Spruce, blue
sway in sorrow
for neighbor and nest
abandoned
to beetles, worms, and ants
All remains
tuned
to the pitch of Earth
and the green
tang
of release
Poet’s Notes: Lightning destroyed a neighbor’s Silver Maple, an old gentleman who anchored their lawn. The family grieved as if the tree were human. In a way, it was, for the tree attended births and birthday parties, graduations, and marriages. The sentinel graced their lives and died, an abrupt departure that reshaped their view, yet continued in the ring of nature.
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