Photo by Christopher Raley

Shelter

Christopher Raley
Aug 24, 2017 · 1 min read

Shelter me like trees
on pavement’s edge.
Their roots tangle over
soil and reach down
to an unseen foundation.
Their branches are heavy
with green leaves that
filter light and soften
vision. I stand on
pavement’s edge, blaring
parking lot behind, wide
lawn in front, gray city
suffocating. But I know
that when the breeze stirs
I will hear you.

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Poems and photos. Contact me at topher.raley35@gmail.com

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