Trees
Welcome the Electronic Age
For
your consideration of our kind,
to
the electronic architects of the e-book,
we
the trees, salute you,
for
paper is not longer pulped
and
no great bolus is being swallowed
down
the gullets of huge crushing machines.
Today,
my sons stand straight and strong.
My
daughters are allowed to bend with the wind
by
the agency of their subtle grace,
and
our grandchildren drink the rain
and
their roots grow deep.
To
you, the kings and queens of circuits and wires,
we
send out our heartfelt thanks
for
now we are liberated
from
page and spine.
Around
us now the air is pure
and
our greenery presents itself
like
solar panels for the new age.
We
are free to praise the sun
and
no longer fear the grand machinery
which
once invaded our assemblage.
We
are unhindered to mingle and breath
and
with our gratefulness
to
once more, unimpeded, help your species survive.
Linda Imbler is a Kansas-based Pushcart Prize
and Best of the Net Nominee. Linda’s poetry and a listing of publications
can be found at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com.
When not writing, Linda is an avid reader, classical guitar player, and a
practitioner of both Yoga and Tai Chi. In addition she helps her
husband, a Luthier, build acoustic guitars. Linda enjoys her 200-gallon
saltwater reef tank wherein resides her almost 19 year old yellow
tang. A retired teacher, who began writing in earnest in January, 2015,
Linda believes that poetry truly adds to the beauty of the world. Much of
this beauty she feels can be found in the night sky and, on warm nights, her
telescope serves as inspiration for this belief.
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