Arboretum In Sunlight Poem by Miki Byrne

Trees rose. Majestic,
stately in their maturity.
Reached for the cerulean sky,
leaves lifted toward sunlight.
Closer to earth, saplings stretched.
Delicate, open palmed.
Light fell in Aldis lamp semaphore.
Kissed vagrant patches upon the earth.
flickered back, forth
to highlight fallen leaves,
last autumns crisp reminders,
tiny flowers each waiting
for a moment in the sun.
Shadows pooled at the base of oaks,
chestnuts. Almost solid
in their dark intensity.
Contrast in random balance,
definite as a pop-art dress.
Moving swiftly as flowing water.
Delicate green accents,
dappled as a pointillist painting