11 July 2018

Wildness in the City

Philadelphia seen from the Art Museum

Trees line the avenue
that leads to city hall.
Lovely to look at, but
don’t let them fool you. 

Only ancient ones speak tree—
those deep in wild-way parks
and in the spacious yards
of once stately mansions.

Car fumes and cigarette
smoke choke up newer ones—
though birds do their best to
restore their consciousness.

We try, too.  We befriend
them, hug and confide in
them, needing tree wisdom
and wild companionship.

Maybe they need us as
much as we need them.
Once, one stirred in my arms
and refreshed my tired soul.

For Sumana's Prompt 

Poets United Midweek Motif ~ City

My blog poems are rough drafts. 
Please respect my copyright. 

© 2018 Susan L. Chast

1 comment:

Therisa's World said...

Yes, humanity needs to take the time and slowdown. Listening to the wisdom that's around us, which we normally ignore, until too late for all. Thank you, Susan, for reminding us of this lesson.