Outside the window

by Drew Gold   Dec 12, 2006


I watch trees from my woods,
black bark against a cyan sky,

like a hundred thousand bolts
of dark lightning, twisting
up from their earthy roots,
skyward, into the storm.
the breathing dome
of nature, arching electrically,
wild from branch to branch

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  • 9 years ago

    by spazzycat

    I liek your choice of words :D

  • 10 years ago

    by Chrissi

    LOVE IT! It's nice amd peace full. i enjoyed it

  • 10 years ago

    by Midnight Sun

    That was SO good. I really loved it. I was just looking outside at the sunrise and looking at a tree against the sky and just looking in amazment and then you captured it in words. Wonderful timing! lol....great job once again.
    ~Midnight Sun

  • 10 years ago

    by Pianist

    I was worried at first, who would apply for assistant. But I have read several of your poems and know you have the potential to help us.