Phoetree

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