Red Beech Tree

Dawn set in–
the forest stirred,
snow peppered ground.

Red beech tree–
a bird flew off,
all is silence.

Smooth sleek bark–
centuries old,
light blue skin.

Jagged edges–
oval shaped leaves,
slight red border.

Beechnuts hung–
papery brown
triangular.

Its roots coiled–
into the earth,
rich moist dirt.

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Lana Bella

Lana Bella, a Vietnamese-American poet, has published various genres of poetry and fiction with Deltona Howl, Thought Notebook, Earl of Plaid, KiKi Howell for the War Anthology, Undertow Review and Global Poetry. She resides on some distant isle with her novelist husband and two frolicsome imps, where the sun shines, the birds chirp, and the sea foams in silvery waves.

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