the gnarly canopy of this old man oak,
with sap as thick as buttermilk,
leans against despair of time;
the daring thrill of blackbirds
thaw the frost and brings
an omen of a wind so soft, so sensual
it stirs the sapling boy
inside this old man oak.
A poem for Sanaa using a list of words at toads.
April 19, 2018