Tag: Bud Wilson

  • For My Sister Marilyn

    Like trees
    Well-grounded people
    Resist disease

    Have roots firmly planted
    Embedded deeply in dreams
    Every life’s wish is granted

    Sturdy and Tall
    Provide home and shelter
    For all

    With limbs seeking sky
    They reach and teach
    All passers by

    Like trees
    Well-grounded people
    Sway in the breeze

    As storms gather round
    Dark clouds threatening
    Courage and strength abound

    Like trees
    Well-grounded people
    Fall to their knees

    In praise of beauty
    Boughs of bountiful sunlight
    Never charge duty

    Offering precious gifts
    Of life giving breath
    Generosity of trees uplifts

    The spirit of all
    Who dare to grow tall
    One day know they may fall

    These well-grounded lovers of trees
    Move with reverence, such grace
    And artistic ease

    Don’t care for trivial chatter
    When they leave, joyful seedlings
    They scatter

    Contributed by Bud Wilson, Boulder, CO

  • Dark Green Anger Arising

    Greetings, Thanks for all your good work on this project! This isn’t exactly a story, it’s just a poem that I wrote inspired by an experience with a tree. I’m Marilyn’s youngest brother and sometimes I wish I was an artist too. Here is my offering:

    DARK GREEN ANGER ARISING

    Dark green anger arising
    fiercely pulsing branches
    The storm rages within and without

    The tree knows your anguish
    And shakes sympathetically until
    The winds subside

    Calm now
    The bark transfigured
    Says
    “you can hear me”
    in silence

    Contributed by Bud Wilson, Boulder, CO