Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Mesquite Trees


Waving delicately like fine lace, branches of mesquite trees shyly wave and beckon me.
Tilting my head, watching them as I configure their personalities from where I sit.
Knowing their textures of thorny essence, feeling it even though sitting far from them.
Memories of once upon a time, touching their prickly fingertips was enough for a lifetime.
Now I'm contented with just watching them wave shyly to me from a distance I can deal with and admire them.

Submitted: Monday, April 29, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013
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