The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for June 2005

are we the
    only ones looking
        at the shapes
            of the trees
                the dead

the broken stubs
    the green wood rising
        once again

this spring of false
    promise and
        grey skies will
            pass into summer

the lingering the sighing
    the casting about
        the fresh vistas
            and bright

this spring
    the trees are growing
        still the dead wood
            lingers anticipating
                winter once

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