MY FAVORED TREES

I sit conflicted,
a woodman mired in trees;
poetry and carpentry.
Finding my way through
words and woods.
The words flow naturally,
filling my pages with a means
to express and caress
with the strength of thought
and my conviction. My father
taught me to express equally
with wood; the Master Carpenter’s page.
Transformed and preserved
the beauty of trees lives on
after finding their rest. Respect
is learned in the embrace of trees.
Poetry and carpentry,
creative expression in word and wood.

(C) Copyright Walter J Wojtanik – 2014

 

dVerse/POETS PUB – Poetics: Tree Poetry