Life and limb

Two stories high, on a pale green branch,

where only the wail of the buzz-saw and

the silence of the limb prevails, a tree-service

man executes a perfect warrior pose: his

back he aligns against the trunk,

his straight left leg and right bent knee–

a triangle in prose!

His arm he extends out toward the edge

of the pale limb’s foothold.

2 Replies to “Life and limb”

  1. Hi Margaret – thanks so much for this poem. I must engage such a man to prune my enormous Maple.

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  2. Thank you, Marilyn!! I saw this guy way up in a tree yesterday, and was struck by the image. His van said “West Island Tree Services”. (Just saying..)

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