If I were a Tree

By Mark Heathcote

Tue, 11 Nov 2008
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If I were a tree

A Rowan, I would be

Sitting unaided on ancient wall,

Looking both-wise which way, not to fall.

 

Yes, here would I perch, between the two.

 

… To feel my red raw clay roots in you

That signal red-leafs a stars light shone through

A pagan people in whose love the woodworm grew

In circles flame; unending, around me and you.

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Hi Mark, being a hedgewitch my self, I was most interested to read this poem. I thought it was very original and loved the idea of the rowan sitting unaided on ancient-wall, looking-both-wise; which-way, not to fall! Beautiful poem. Jenny.