Felled by the filamentous,
light as fluff, taking giants to their knees.
Whose trees are these?
Is it owl who's feather drifted down this long elevator of bark,
squirrel, chasing chipmunk from a cache of cones?
Is it woodpecker, tap, tap, tapping softened flesh,
or raven, croak, croak, croaking from the swaying tip tops?
Is it deer, not bothered by giant bodies, prone on her path?
or is it the child who never knew that trees once grew…. into giants?
Tell me, whose trees are these?robin peterson
(you don't need to be good.... just inspired to post here :)