The healing trees, the leaves that whisper
about spring and summer
The healing trees know where the water is
The healing trees where lovers sit
beneath the boughs and make their vows
The oak, the ash, the willow and the pine,
all healing trees with something to teach;
Sunlight on the branches and the leaves,
to walk under their green shade is magic.
Having shimmied up and down several of those trees mentioned, with their rough bark scraping my chest and thighs, I know firsthand that hugging a tree with its different bark structures, is a healing experience without the heat of another human being or faithful dog.
The rage of flowers and mushrooms at the floor of a deep Forest is a sight for sore winter eyes. Spinning spring fever and spring love for those who are lucky.
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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The rage of flowers and mushrooms at the floor of a deep Forest is a sight for sore winter eyes. Spinning spring fever and spring love for those who are lucky.
Ron
Cute little mushrooms. But know what you eat.