"To be evenminded
is the greatest virtue.
Wisdom is to speak
the truth and act
in keeping with its nature."
- Heraclitus
From this Land
of
Chattering Folk
Grow Trees
Why do
Trees speak
even to those who
cannot tell an elm from
a four-hundred year old oak?
As it whispers from the hallows
of those mighty Pillars in close formation,
swinging low from Angel Oak to the many dancing
magical auras rooted deep within the most beloved Zelkova,
with its ornamental shade and wise old trunks sagging
of honesty and swallowing up old vows
Cast by sticks and stones, shedding happiness and fertility
and shade with limbs of power branching strangely under
rituals and myths both past and present
deeply rooted
in our souls
igniting auras
evermore.
Now for the nature of things in my neck of the woods.
A whiteness powdered the sky around us.
We welcome not this storm of spring
and still it came in festive fling.
Branches worn heavy, of white shag in March Madness form.
No blistering blizzard
simply silent-slanting snow falling
10 inches deep it scissored
the center of our spring.
simply silent-slanting snow falling
10 inches deep it scissored
the center of our spring.
25 comments:
you have made a wonderful scenery...and well said !
a minnesota spring blast! :)
like the way you arranged your prose. :)
Beautiful pictures and very hard for me to imagine snow when our weather has been in the 80's for the past week!
Beautiful pictures. Oh, the way things could be. Green. We haven't had any measurable rain for a long time, everything is brown. White. The snow, beautiful snow. I usually hate winter, but again, we haven't had snow in the city since Christmas Day. Been the driest, warmest winter in the 41 years I've lived here.
Thanks for the pictures that to remind me what winter and spring should look like.
I love how you give us a quote that answers the question posed by the poem: a tree sings because it is what it is, and it can't stop being even when ignored.
I have nothing to say about the snows of spring. Seriously; we were under several inches on the first day of spring and the stuff is still around. *sigh* Ignore the pout.
Thanks for this shot in the arm , mate
Killroy :)
Surprising scenes for spring Karen, still beautiful but I'm sure no longer welcome :) is it just me who sees the three figures in the tree in your first image :)
So pretty!
Such a pain!
I hope spring gets there soon, Karen.
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Dearest Karen; Wow, the color contrast of the white and green really amazed me along with your wonderful prose♬♬♬
Hope the warm spring comes soon to your area, my friend.
Sending Lots of Love and Hugs from Japan to my Dear friend, xoxo Miyako*
This is wonderful.. we do not have to be botanists to enjoy the trees.
Yes, you are correct if you see the images in the tree!
The landscape, never disappoints, no matter the season!!
Max- you are so welcome! I'd take your winter in a minute! Winter, wait, it's spring. Or well it should be!
Magaly- I so agree with you!
Thunder- I do too! We had it for a minute and then old man winter said- enough of that! Boom!
Thank you for noticing my tree prose Theresa!
This is awesome, Karen. I love what you say and the way you presented it. You are really creative...and an inspiration. Hug.
Loved your tree poem and that wonderful photo of the magnificent tree. You STILL have snow? That's just not fair!
I loved every bit of it Karen! The shape of your good poem, the quote, the lesson on what kind of tree and your pictures of a kool March snow. You could of charged a cover charge Karen what a show! TY for sharing my non Mag poems! Hugs and kisses! ♥
Scissoring into the spring is so apt--and your pics are just terrific. thanks. k. (http://manicddaily.wordpress.com)
I like the style of the poem.. the way it started and then how wonderfully you concluded..
Cheers
I like the style of the poem.. the way it started and then how wonderfully you concluded..
Cheers
Old trees are timeless ! Beautiful photos of trees.
Lovely words and form...
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