Bark

Bark

I am the suit of armor

tailor-made for the tree.

I stand against

the rain and wind,

the heat and cold,

the insects and animals.

My life has already ended.

In my afterlife, I

protect the place

I once lived.

Links

Sandra Moran Book Club-Looking for Lorraine March 14

Natural Companions Video

Kansas Time + Place

Poetic Asides

Academy of American Poets Poem-A-Day