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Face Forward
Free Verse Poetry
Published in
Feb 9, 2024
Can you imagine the trees
making way?
That wall of dark green shadows
called Foreboding
spreading its branches
as though it were all one being…
A slow deep bow with a flourish
one tree at a time
then all together
and the path looks …
Welcoming … but
non-committal
no hard sell
not one thing or another
Just earth, and pine needles,
fungi, moss,
a carpet for bare feet
made naked by life’s sheddings.
Take the next step.
