Evergreens

old growth crowns
kiss the sky
towering remnants
of times gone by
soaring upward
reach through the fog
these gently swaying
hypnagogues

below the giants
new growth crowds
within the silent
foggy shroud
upward growing
toward the light
will in time
reach lofty heights

About This Poem ▼

Written For: Week 6 of "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2024-2025)" 
Prompt: Image of evergreens in fog - no form or line requirements
Line Count: 16
Rhymed: ABCB, DEFE