Paper barks by Colleen Keating


Paper Barks

If they were teenagers
they could be called dishevelled
their shirts hanging out  half mast ties  hair ruffled 
some casually gathered   some laid back 
they could be noted as cool with rumpled attitudes

here on our track 
they generously shade our way
their  leaves startling with the sparkle
of sun catchers
their caopies a haven of birds

their ruffled bark   craggy  rough  uneven 
in tawny tones of toffee  taupe and tan
and like teens finally become adults 
they shed  their sheets of bark in growing

peeled off bark enough
for a poet to write words 
of inspiration for the journey.