Sally Clark poetry: Spring Trees


How many shades of green,
from dusty juniper to silvered birch to forest elm,
from boxwood brights to watery moss to jolly daffodils,
in four seasons and in between
watch us with their easy eyes,
their restful, sighing branches and
wonder at how many shades of skin
we walking, jogging, hurrying humans
travel in?



Author’s Notes: This poem appears on my poetry blog at: 



Sally Clark

Sally Clark

Sally Clark and her husband, Mike, owned the Auslander Restaurant in Fredericksburg, Texas, from 1985 to 2001. Since retirement, Sally has been writing poems like clear pools, the kind where you can see all the way to the mossy rocks on the bottom. She writes about simple things like laundry and yellow highlighters, huge things like the trials of Job and the sins of Abraham, funny things like ice cream and penguins and Halloween, and scary things like heaven and hell and the color of dirt. Her award-winning poetry has been widely published in books, anthologies, magazines, gift books, and online. In 2017, her poem, "Los Compadres," was nominated for a Pushcart Prize.

Sally's first publication for children is "Where's My Hug?" a lift-the-flap board book published by WorthyKids/Ideals. Buy it for a child you love.
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