Creak of ropes melds with creak of trees
Bare wooden boxes swing in the breeze
Contorted bone and spine are folded in
Cubes of splintered wood on naked skin
Swinging high amongst leaves and limbs
Incarcerated at the furious forest’s whim
Open to elements and nature’s powers
Punishing heat, cold, wind and showers
Revenge is as sour as the dirt and sweat
In which tree slayers languish until death
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
Image by Rob Woodcox
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #130, also linked to dVerse Poets Pub Opening to the Muse–dVerse Quadrille #16
Inspired by the wonderful song by Rush, ‘The Trees’
