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Limbs on the Evergreens

Limbs on the evergreens 

outside my window sweep

downward with weighty

tendrils and silently undulate 

in gusts of wind as nature’s

prelude to a summer storm. 

And when thunder breaks

the silence and lightening

flashes in the darkening sky,

limbs on the evergreens

outside my window wait

impatiently to bathe in rain

that will refresh them; extend

their reach; and keep them

strong, limber, and ever green.



Copyright © 2001 Frank Zahn. Published in Meat for Tea: The Valley Review -  Confit, Volume 11, Issue 2, June 2017, p.80,; Perceptions: Prose and Other Poetry, Grove 49 eBooks (Kindle Edition) 2016 as revised in 2019.

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