Jackie Uhlemann’s poem Convergence appeared here in November 2012.
Woodpecker
By Jackie Uhlemann
Woodpecker
By Jackie Uhlemann
The woodpecker penetrates the palm tree
and drills a small hole that will take days to fill
with the abundance of summer crops;
the symbiosis of bird and tree assumes
the future will bring it’s skilled tongue
deep inside the deposit of future pleasure.
As the smell of rosemary and mint whispers
across the breeze with temporary perfection,
we cherish this moment;
this one that holds a sense of abundance
in a world filled with danger.
Knowing as the woodpecker knows:
nothing lasts forever, we preserve the precious now
and abandon the elusive sorrow.
and drills a small hole that will take days to fill
with the abundance of summer crops;
the symbiosis of bird and tree assumes
the future will bring it’s skilled tongue
deep inside the deposit of future pleasure.
As the smell of rosemary and mint whispers
across the breeze with temporary perfection,
we cherish this moment;
this one that holds a sense of abundance
in a world filled with danger.
Knowing as the woodpecker knows:
nothing lasts forever, we preserve the precious now
and abandon the elusive sorrow.