Wow, these fish could eat a horse!
Tag: trees
“Blurtso visits Beacon Hill”
Doo dee doo dee doo, dee dee dee dee dee,
birdies in the trees, donkeys in the street.
“Blurtso feels light as a feather”
“Blurtso sits under a tree”
I love the smell of wood in autumn, and the sound of dry leaves. This is a very nice log. I wonder which tree it came from? I suppose it was like any other tree, growing slowly, drinking minerals, seeking sun. I suppose birds built nests in its branches, and squirrels chased up and down. I suppose it was at the center of a universe of sights and sounds, never thinking it would fall, and be hollowed out. I guess the shell always outlasts the heart, and the forest is strewn with empty armor. And every living thing is immortal… until it dies.
“Morton’s Pond” (IV)
“Sights” – Lots of trees. More trees. Sunlight through the trees. Shadows of the trees. Sometimes the shadows are blown around by the wind, but are never completely blown away.
“Ditto imagines the top of a tree”
Look at the top of that tree, thought Ditto. I wonder if it’s windy up there… and frightening… and cold? I wonder what it would be like to grow so high up and exposed… day after day after day?