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Beneath Coupled Boughs
Your sunups arise within us
bringing dayspring—
from our quickbeam and ivory tusks
we smile like rust
beneath coupled boughs
dripping dawned hours
I wish for
just one more sunrise
with you
as moonlight set within your arboreal eyes
in the mourning, daybreak had taken—
you
pink, red, orange
aurora surrounds blue
my early glimpse of
your dayspring laugh
with gapped front teeth
and your Thorneywood
arboretum's path—
same cranny
as the rift between our two Rowan trees
come sundown twilit
those two Rowan trees
stood still—
fell to their knees
their drooping branches dropped—
berries, leaves
pink, red, orange
sown into honeydew
overcome by your loss—
feeling your last hush of treen
they, too, wish for
just one more sunrise
with you
dripping dawned hours
beneath coupled boughs
we smile like rust
our quickbeam and ivory tusks
bring dayspring—
as your sunups arise within us.
Notes
Treen — Small wooden objects, especially those made from hardwood.
© Callum Featherstone
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