Imagine me
not what you see-
naked, shivering, withered tree
still donning bits of finery.
My skin gone rough and graying
and the ground beneath decaying
where my roots are firmly planted
as my spine grows bent and slanted.
Close your eyes…
try to recall,
the kiss of Fall
so sweet he made us blush
and feel the golden rush
of girlish delight!
His nimble hands did thus caress,
so wild, untamed and wreckless
we danced, to light the sky!
‘What need for garments?’,
freedom urged
and thus, unfettered,
body purged
of wrappings,
those trappings
that tame the spirit,
fool the mind,
the eye…
the passersby shook their heads
and grinned instead of
placing blame,
”Oh what a shame,”
was all they said.
Such loveliness once on the trees
lay now in shreds around their knees.
Brazen beauties!
Remember me,
when thus you see
the gnarled skin-
what lies within
remains the same-
everlasting,
till Spring plants a kiss-
such bliss!
Then comes the blush,
yet now the hush
of naked truth
is cold and silent.
In Winter’s keep
doth does she sleep
with dancing dreams
of gold and green.
”Sweet May,”
yawns she,
“Imagine me.”
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