On Heart Wood


Dead wood now, at deepest core

remnants of organic memory

…… a tree that once was

Building artifacts

of lignified vasculature

rigidly mortified

yet so sweetly aromatic

… an embalmed corpse

from an erstwhile copse

transformed now ……

a bridge to tread on

or perhaps

a log to tarry awhile

and reminisce about times past

or perhaps


They are intricate

these laces of cellulose ……

driftwood, rotting wood,

lumber, timber

dead trees







Trees are beautiful in life and death.

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