Topiary

Trees whisper    wintry    secrets in    the    bare    bones    of    their    topiary, rubbing limbs with               knurly      suppleness, embracing    silhouettes    in    their    lacy    canopy, growing    side by side,    content in their long      marriage      of species, a symphony of     bark and    knots, of    sap and long-awaited buds. Kim M. Russell, 8th February 2021 My response to dVerse Poets […]