Sawdust clogs hollow heart cut open dead and gone
Taken in prime standing tall seventy feet above me
Now a home for black ants crawling deep dark tunnels
Bones still hard roots still deep in leaf mulch and dark earth
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Green ivy climbing up creeping tall over bark
Annual rings encompassed soon cocooned forgotten
Rain and cold sun and heat reduce bones to tree dust
Food eaten nourishing blanketing sapling roots
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We all rise tall trees strong flourishing in our prime
Soon cut down left for ants now cocooned forgotten
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Today at d’Verse Bjorn asked us to write an anapestic tetrameter which is a poetic meter that has four anapestic metrical feet per line. Each foot has two unstressed syllables followed by a stressed syllable. This new for me so I am not sure if I got it right or not, but I gave it a try.
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