THE TREE’S LIFE LINES
The tree and I stand- looking at each other
Roughened by elements
The trunk twists high above me
Lines etched in the bark follow the curves of the branches
Showing gaps within it’s skin
Full of spaces never filled
Or gaps such as mine carved out by others in my life
Holes never patched, only branches naked-
As I am, stripped clean for myself to see without prejudice
My hand unconsciously touches the gaps in my own skin, lined similar with the trees
The tree and I stand- considering
Kristin Roahrig's poetry and stories have appeared in local and regional publications. Her poem, "Dance of the Drums" won the Melba Geoffrey Memorial Poetry contest in 2010. She is also the author of several plays and lives in Indiana.
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