In Trees from Angel’s Wings
Within their crowded grove
I find a lack of thoughts
a time for only air and wood
without those who tamper
with my self
a place
to be lifted
Here I glory
in uneven limbs
reaching and leaning
some even dead
black marks
across the air
drawn ink strokes of meaning
which I don’t know
or need to
Marilyn Peretti of Glen Ellyn, has been writing poetry with poet colleagues for over 25 years. She has published several poetry books, and has individual poems published in many journals. She was nominated for the Pushcart Poetry Prize, a distinct honor. More can be found at her websites: www.pagesbyperetti.com and www.perettipoems.wordpress.com