I find truth awake. Sensual and sensitive, a nascent nature attuned to self. If you listen, trees tell tales of tragedy and truth. Despaired broken branches, and silent supple saplings. A barren landscape, rich in storytelling. I am earth—a flower’s death and a tree’s raised bole.
©Jeff Flesch
#1 Amazon bestselling poet – Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow.[goodreads +1]
Co-Author, #1 Amazon Bestseller, Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women
Jan/Feb 2022 Author of the Month, Spillwords Press
