Creative Poetry: ‘Ornamental, Nature’ Nov 28

Ornamental, Nature

by Amy Ward

 

I love to see when you paint the road red

Covering fields by your frail fingertips

The hope of loss your charity

 

Then bare and covered in sparkling pearls

You hold a hidden smile in your core

The taking, giving, is not owned

 

Still, I sense a warmth in you

With what your branches hold

A knowing in your veins

 

Sacrificing annually

Bring consolation home

Adorned anew, and giving

 

From generous tree, to on and beyond

There standing a portrait of promises

You are legacy, a trifle I seek

Amy Ward
Amy Ward is a contributor to the Argosy.