Here are a "few" more trees that I found when I was looking for pictures on line if you need further inspiration. 😃
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Aren't they beautiful? Don't they just require poetry?
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Monday, November 10, 2014
Any more poets out there?
In response to my entry "Poetree" back in April, I received a few lovely tree poems. No one gave me specific permission to share their poem, so I will refrain. However, I very much enjoyed reading them myself and would still be interested in seeing yours if you forgot to send it earlier. 😉
Here are a "few" more trees that I found when I was looking for pictures on line if you need further inspiration. 😃
Here are a "few" more trees that I found when I was looking for pictures on line if you need further inspiration. 😃
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There are a couple of tree poems still under construction here...
I'm a poet, but you don't seem to like my poems.
Tree # 9 From your April Post... I'm not a poet, but here's my attempt.
Many, many years ago
This land was wild and free
Just waiting to be tamed and worked
By those who had a dream
Without fear, the buffalo
Traveled through the prairie
The deer grazed, calm, the rabbits played
With no need to be wary.
The time approached, their lives would change ,
Of this they weren't aware
No longer futile were their days
Their purpose would be clear.
For man was coming very soon
And with him there would be
A trusting wife, their little ones,
A close-knit family.
He’d need to clothe and feed them all
He’d trap and hunt and farm
No stores nearby, no easy life
All by hard work would come
From east to west they’d come in droves
By wagon train arrive
They’d find a spot that felt like home
By the land they'd survive.
This preamble is very long.
Enough of history!
This poem is supposed to be
The story of a tree!
My family came, a tired crew
One mild, late fall day
They’d traveled far, for many weeks
But now, they’d come to stay.
They'd left their folks, their land, their friends
And homesick, they would be
A tiny a sapling they had brought
A living memory
They planted it that very day
They treated it with care
And as it grew throughout the years
The stories it could share
Of children climbing to it's heights
And swinging from its boughs
Eating apples while reading books
Playing house with their dolls
It overlooked the house and farm
As the swift years were spent
It saw the sorrows and the joys
It witnessed each event
The land, again, knows idleness
Just like the years of yore
It’s waiting for a family
To fill its days once more.
Here my poem is - finally! I got very, very stuck on the last verse, and it still sounds stilted to me. It is based on picture #4 of your "Poetree" post from April. If you wouldn't mind ignoring the other trees on the shore I'd appreciate it. It is more poetic to imagine that it is standing alone, isn't it? :)
Waves are pounding, fierce their roar
Screaming seagulls dip and soar
The waves attack the rocky shore
I stand alone.
Through my boughs, harsh tears the wind
The leaden clouds it scudding sends
It fights my limbs, they will not bend
For I am strong
The waves, gray cats, crouch down and spring
But when thrown back, become serene
The sea, an ever-moving scene
But I stand still
I stand unguarded on my berm
My trunk is slim, but I am firm
Unharmed by e'en the strongest storm
My roots run deep
- Laura
@ Karmen - Where in the world did you get that idea? I LOVE your poems! May I post the one you wrote? :)
@ Tammy - Wow! You worked a while on that! Thanks for sharing. Neat to think about the life of a tree this way. :)
@ Laura - That's amazing! I love the rhyme scheme. I always find that kind harder to do, but I love the sound of it. Thanks much!
I was really regretting my choice of rhyming sequence by the time I got to the last verse. It sat for several days before I could get up the courage to finish it. :)
- Laura
Laura,
My newest hymn does not yet have a tune, and I must admit I'm a little worried because the meter I "chose" is not at all common! I'm hoping to work on it over the next few days so we'll see what happens. :)
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