Gone are the colors of summer and fall.
Now stand the naked wood, spiny,
bending, knotty limbs reaching to grey skies,
never shuddering
in crisp, cool air.
Not even the whisper of leaves in the mountain graveyard
of the dead of winter.
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Gone are the colors of summer and fall.
Now stand the naked wood, spiny,
bending, knotty limbs reaching to grey skies,
never shuddering
in crisp, cool air.
Not even the whisper of leaves in the mountain graveyard
of the dead of winter.