A Field of Ferns – v2

Above the bluff, the scar,

the clear-cut of the power lines,

where the deer come to graze

a forest of pine opens

to the north, an expanse

Surrounded by conifers,

a field of ferns, rising on sturdy

erect stalks, broad leaves

to drink the shafts of light

falling briefly, through the canopy

The tall mast pines, straight and true

red-brown needles, a carpet between

the ferns, the regal trees, an evenness

of surface, a short pile rug

across the whole expanse;

Green ferns, red-brown needles,

green-brown trunks, bright green needles

above, reaching to blue sky

the arc of the dome.

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edited June 21, 2014

A Field of Ferns – v2

August 31, 2006 9:30am

A Field of Ferns

http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2006/08/field-of-ferns_31.html

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