I once visited a redwood forest in California. Those trees are the most amazing “towers”.
Groves of Ancient Splendor
Standing over the forest –
Scorching summer heat,
Threatening waves of wildfires,
Clearing forest floors.
Like the phoenix of the flame,
Rising from the ash.
My “tower” poem for Carpe Diem’s #202 prompt is about the giant’s of the redwood forests. It takes the form of a haiku trio.
In the 90’s, I was able to visit Muir’s woods to see these majestic trees. I learned that they actually depended on forest fires to clear the underbrush for new trees, and to heat their pinecones so that their seeds would drop.