The Elms' Decree

The Elms' Decree

The September breeze bends the slender, elm trees.

Tested, they gently rebel. We see them weep.

We left the concrete then, where beetles creep,

perplexed yet helpless. We enter where they dwell.

We seek the elms’ secrets, where they swell.

These seeds sleep bedded deep, heedless

even when held there when these shelters freeze.

They never express resentment, never seek revenge.

Yet seek freedom where sleep’s sweet spell ends.


Previous version:


The September breeze bends the slender, elm trees.

Tested, they gently rebel. Helpless, we see them weep.

Fervent, where beetles creep

we enter wherever they dwell.

Perplexed, we seek the elms’ secrets swell.

These seeds sleep bedded deep, heedless

even when held there when these shelters freeze.

They never express resentment, never seek revenge

Yet seek freedom when sleep’s sweet spell ends.


Previous version:


The September breeze bends the elm trees.

Tested, they gently rebel. We see them

weep.  Sheltered, we enter where they defend

nested, bedded seeds.  Remember they expect the end.

 

 

Notes:

OUP Zoom, OUP 209, Winchester Poetry Festiva l 2022