March of the Pines

The Fifteenth Edition Of My Personal National Poetry Month Challenge

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, craggy slopes
up to cleaner air
and moist…