If I Were A Tree Poem by Mark Heathcote
If I Were A Tree
If I were a tree
a Rowan, I would be
sitting unaided on an ancient wall,
looking both-wise which way, not to fall.
Yes, here would I perch, between the two.
… To feel my redraw clay roots in you
that signal red-leaf is a star's light shone through.
A pagan people in whose love the woodworm grew
in circles flame; unending, around me and you.
Tue,11 Nov 2008 edited 2016
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