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Invisible Trees
by Mark StoneWe walk among the invisible trees
Fallen leaves
Like little sacrifices beneath our wounded feet
Don’t grieve for their loss
There are forests still unknown to you
The winter remembers all its spring leaves
Though the earth is cold now
Soon tiny green fingers
Will trace their words upon a newer sky
09/27/2012 Posted on 09/28/2012
Copyright © 2026 Mark Stone
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Christel Crews on 09/28/12 at 03:49 AM what lovely imagery and a truly magical piece! just wonderful! |
| Posted by Kris Mara on 09/28/12 at 03:23 PM yes, gorgeous imagery in this...great sounds too... |
| Posted by Jody Pratt on 09/28/12 at 04:24 PM Iiiiii, like it. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/28/12 at 06:29 PM As a life long lover of trees, I really enjoyed reading this piece, Mark. Thanks for sharing it. Excellent combination of nature and humanity. And the profound statement in that last stanza leaves one gasping for CO2. |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 09/28/12 at 07:10 PM Nice write Mark. Trees somehow seem to mark our live's in one way or another. |
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