Seed's Poetry Corner: Beneath the Shadow of an Old Tree

June 14, 2011 - 11:44pm — Seed

Today, in the rain, I got to witness the planting, or perhaps birth, of a little fawn, and kept him company for a little while... While I was sitting in the rain, I dashed a little something off. I wasn't there for terribly long: is it really appropriate to show something like this, to have written something like this? W-well, regardless!

Beneath the Shadow of an Old Tree

We pry a hole from the mud
with the wet scraping of our hooves.
The tender seed, soft
with fuzz like a peach's skin.
Born in the rain, shivering, drenched
with no shield but those who gather near:

the perfect preperation
for the infinity of little gales
and cold tempests, for living
in the warm lee of friendship.

((This has been another visit to Seed's Poetry Corner, A part of a complete literary diet. Specifically, this is about Moonsoverwater's character Baum.))