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heart logo Kenneth Pobo

CHERRY PINK AND APPLE BLOSSOM WHITE

 

I cha cha or rumba with many

different trees.  Look at the willow,

swaying in a perpetual ballroom dance,

bending but never surrendering

a backbone.  Or the cherry tree,

all the magic pies it balances

in each cherry yet still able to shake.  

The apple, tasty planets forming

even on the lower branches,

little Uranuses in supple improvs.  

Sometimes the whole yard

Is in motion, even when wind sleeps.  

Trees, rooted,

yet no one is more free.