If you take photography + poetry + trees you get phoetree.
In winter, trees reveal their secrets.
No leafy foliage to hide behind,
The beauty of their shape is exposed.
Some trees have secrets of life hidden in their limbs
Some limbs take a wrong turn
Invaders have taken over
Mysterious nodules exposed
Mother Nature pushes
Until limbs can bear no more
Limbs reach out
Strong enough to hold you close
Setting sun savors the landscape
