You are the tree

in my backyard

muscled arms

standing guard.

Leaves giving me flight

knotholes – a refuge

where I may alight

birds chirping deluge.

Minuscule cracks

safe harbor flow

roots reaching

deep into my soul.

Transcending strength

stable and true

standing through storms

the timber of you.

#Challenge #tree in backyard @strength of  timber

I wait here. I wait for water. The droplets start to come cascading down my trunk. I wait for sunlight. The rays shine against my bark. I wait for space. My roots billow through the ground and up sprout my seedlings. I wait for them. When they sprout a move my trunks for the slightest cracks on sunlight for them to grow. I wait for death. A man comes off the horse with an axe. I wait for death once again but the man just sat under me for shade. The waits I´ve waited have ceased, for what I wait for does not exists. 

No human in sight

Nothing to do.

It rains here and there but it never satisfies .

I miss my boy that use to climb

Now he gone and never come back to me.

It because he fell out of me and I couldn't catch him.

He lay so still the last time I saw him.

I never got a chance to share my apple with him.

He always dream of getting one

Now his dream are bury with him.

So there no human in sight see me now.

     Whew! I survived the latest massacre. The beetles infested our forest so intensely this year after decades of drought conditions. Dozens of trees that stood with me for hundreds of years are now gone. I stand alone now in my corner of the world. Still as tall as the clouds, rooted firmly to face what life brings next.

     The squirrels still scamper quickly up my trunk and run wildly through my branches playing Hide & Seek. I need to bump up my production of pine cones if I’m to be the only provider of pine nut seeds to my quick and hungry, little friends. Blue Jays pop in to pester me regularly. Woodpeckers continue to drill holes and more holes. I look more like a pin cushion that a Pine Tree.

     My air is clean and my soil is moist. The sun is warm and life is good. I am happy to be! Admire me. I am beautiful. Say hello when you’re in the neighborhood. I love to hear your voice.