Poem: Between Two Trees by Mark Tulin

I watch a homeless man
rest peacefully
between the haves
and the have-nots

The lucky children play
on the monkey bars,
as the blackbirds graze
on a fertile lawn,
beside a nearby truck
backing up, warning us
with blinking lights

I can see the world
between two trees,
and unequal
as tall as the palms
stretching upward,
as temporary
as a summer breeze
that carries
floating dandelion

This poem was orignially published at MockingHeart Review.
Featured photo by Mark Tulin.

I am an author, poet, humorist, and short story writer from Palm Springs, California. I write about various topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia to my years as a family therapist and finally to my soul-searching in California. These are poetic narratives that may have humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you.

3 comments on “Poem: Between Two Trees by Mark Tulin

  1. Dude, great imagery and storytelling. Love the poem. đź‘Ś

  2. Theresa

    Very lyrical, Mark. I can feel the breeze.

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