Day 7: National Poetry Writing Month #NaPoWriMo
I want to live as a tree
born from branches
turning, twisting
rummaging, rooting,
roots in the earth
in the flesh,
sucking substance
from the soul
of the soil,
head in the sky
reaching, rising,
hoping, shedding
my skin like leaves
in autumn
and starting again
each spring
after rising up
from under the fall.
I want to live as a tree.
All Words and Photographs by Damien B. Donnelly
Photograph taken in Parc de Sceaux, Paris, France
merrildsmith
Those trees do look content. 🙂
deuxiemepeau
I guess that comes when they age!! 😉
merrildsmith
🙂
Stefanie Neumann
Me, too!
Thank you for the beautiful poetry and photography, dear Dami. <3
Much Love,
Steffi
deuxiemepeau
Wouldn’t it just be grand! Have a lovely week Steffi. Xx