the catalpa tree in the side yard
A late bloomer,
She wears lace in June
on her sunlit green dress
Luxuriously, she gives with abandon all she has —
blossoms, twigs, branches, seeds, leaves…
The birds and the wind
deposit her bean pod necklaces
far away at the grassy edge of the hillside.
Every spring there is a new little tree.
The catalpa forest grows
and the wind is sweet with the orchid blooms.
Her waist is not small nor dainty,
Eleven feet around,
No arms could encircle her.
Green lichen covers her bark,
And winter shows her true form
of gnarled, aged branches.
Birds and bees love her,
and so does the hammock.
The view is unforgettable
on a June Sunday afternoon.
Birdsong and breeze and the billowy green
bring gentle rest to the needy soul.
Reblogged this from June a couple of years ago….
3 thoughts on “The Catalpa Forest”
One of my favorite trees. Your photos are lovely!
Thank you! It’s one of my favorite subjects (right up there with the lazy old cat)😀
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This captures how we should live. Enraptured by the moment.
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