poem of the day April 14 

I am wondering

while watching a forest 

What a tree does

when it gets an itch

like when some bug  

burrows deep into a trunk

to tickle the cambium

Do they somehow

bark out a whisper 

to some waiting woodpecker

with some primordial giggle

perhaps hidden by the wind

or do they just stand stoic 

with the other trees

branches sucking it up

remembering to stick to  

the old itch saying

Once is too much

and a thousand times

is not enough