‘Juxtaposition’ by Reid McGrath The Society December 6, 2013 Beauty, Poetry Here is a blonde-marked maple tree: Stands by the road so stolidly While mourners make their floral shrines And in the night a taper shines; But soon the taper will burn out And yet the tree will remain stout; And it will stand for years to come Spreading its leaves beneath the sun; And in the Fall will drop them too, And with some Springs its bark renew. Us mourners, we, will go to bed, But where can a tree lay its head? It does not budge or cringe or cry, And does not ask the question: Why? It’s just a token that young man Is done in by his own élan. Reid McGrath is a poet living in the Hudson Valley. Featured Image: “Transcendence,” watercolor, by Cathy Hillegas Related Post ‘Riddle Two’ and Other Poetry by Michelle Tamara... Riddle Two Now give these lines a gander Be you bold enough to try Find fun, full-fashioned candor Take care. Some smart cells may fry ... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.