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Friday, February 14, 2014

Bear Claw Roots

             Uprising, by Toril Fisher

In the turquoise pre-dawn
trees dig their bear claw roots
into the regenerative soil
of shrinking Eden.

They are defiant sentries
guarding their woodland womb,
gnarled limbs raised to proclaim
they will not surrender
this plot of earth to the
steel toothed hounds of greedy men.

©Susie Clevenger 2014


Vandana Sharma said...

A nice perspective:)

Margaret said...

Oh, let it be so! This poem of steely grit is wonderful! Let's hope she has more fight in her than many scientists have predicted….

Jim said...

Nice Susie, about a worrisome topic. I like the terms, "shrinking Eden," and " steel toothed hounds." They are the 'root' of the situation here.

Kerry O'Connor said...

The term 'shrinking Eden' really says it all. I fear it will fall to man's greed before the end of the century.

Robyn Greenhouse said...

Hope those bear claw roots will always stay strong against the steel toothed hounds!

hedgewitch said...

A very vivid image, Susie. I love the defiance of the trees.

Grace said...

Title and imagery of bear claw roots in shrinking Eden are excellent ~

Mama Zen said...

Vivid imagery and a very sharp write.

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