The title means "Imaginary Trees" ~ you will see why when you read the poem.
Arbres Imaginaires - 02 Mar 15
Branches
Grey
Snagging mists and cloud
Gathering them from
Sky to lay them on walls
You pass before the trees
Your shadow
Lies on them and
Lies on the sky
Behind
Is everything
In my imagination
Or can it be
That
I am in yours
Playing in an imagination ~ but who is imagining?
oh, i love this Ainsley! it's wonderful!
ReplyDeleteLovely comment ~ thank you dani ♥
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