Friday, 5 June 2015

Camouflaged Loss

Stumbled upon, invaded
Graveyards of trees, dismembered, raided –
Branches strewn like bones
Disjointed skeletons,
Confused snakelike pieces
A jumbled tangled mass where life ceases –
Now as lifeless as stone;
What it could tell of remains unknown.

What life did it witness
New life urges
In callous disregard, in pushes, surges –
Feeding, learning, growing
Off forms beyond knowing
And weighted now
The sampling bow
As if tired to the earth by invisible strings
Striving to make sense of all things
As the earth heaves to camouflage its loss
In vaulted fungi and carpet moss.

Mel Dixon