Ashridge

Posted on March 19, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A wallowing wandering tree
Before me
Clusters of branches
Spread adoringly
Basking in winter light
The be
The test of time dramatically
A windless day
A leaning trunk
Splayed and remarkable
It’s great roots sunk
Deep in the loam
Mossy and green
With an aching grey sky
To complete the scene

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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