Poetry

March of the Pines

The Fifteenth Edition Of My Personal National Poetry Month Challenge

Trees on a sand dune.
Image by Iwona Olczyk from Pixabay

March of the Pines

The march of the pines
started early,
before the cresting sun
Groaning, cracking,
sharp-splintered marching

The soil once bathing their roots
grown too pale and fallow
even for pines

They are hiking,
scaling harsh…

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Writer & Poet of speculative fantasy. Author of the novel At the End of the World. Stories & poetry in SFF publications. Creativity Podcaster kevinjfellows.com

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Kevin J Fellows

Kevin J Fellows

Writer & Poet of speculative fantasy. Author of the novel At the End of the World. Stories & poetry in SFF publications. Creativity Podcaster kevinjfellows.com