Rowan Poem by Leslie Philibert
Rowan
Rating: ★3.0
Tough-wood and feather
half in flight;
bent as a dark fork.
The late of the year
spots her with blood berries
crouching against the wind.
The blasted daughter of high North,
a tryst with the harsh sleet,
dark as the night`s splinter.
Saturday, April 4, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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5/8/2024 2:30:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A wonderful, well worded poem, Leslie. Thank you for sharing.