and I will come back to you.
You know the melody,
we made the song together.
Underneath the willow tree,
braiding lemongrasss on a cold fall day.
There is silence in the world now,
As if father snow had buried our voices,
with nothing to show.
But if you come lay under the sycamore with me,
and burrow yourself underneath,
you will find that the river still runs green.
And if you ever find yourself frozen in the depths of disbelief,
just start humming the songs of lemongrass and willow,
and know that they are the sounds of your own heartbeat,
returning back to you.
Day 1 Poetry Challenge :: Write a poem inspired by a tree that you remember from your childhood.
Sweet ode to the sustaining, life-long ties that form between us & Nature. Here's mine, @anwenbaumeister :
When I was tired, running from myself and family harm,
you took me in your many strong arms, dear walking tree
Mapped out against sky and earth like a nervous system
you gave me roots to hold onto and swing from and belong
Stepping outside, it’s not precisely sun that I was after
or the illusion of perfect stillness, but something else
that has to do with the distant riot of children at play
stacatto squeals accompanied by the cawing of crows
Or the gentler song of slighter, winged creatures
circling above, frolicking, or pecking at your neck
while the patter of nearby water offers its liquid paean,
and winds tease younger trees till they shudder with pleasure
Not you, stoic childhood ally, you stood your ground and said:
This is the quiet pageant you longed to be part of
set aside your toy fears and try to vaguely register
yourself, easing into the pattern, your breath deepening
as your heart slows, beating in unison with all living things.
your poetry is very nice..carry on my friend...
A beautiful one.
Beautiful! <3
I love reading poems but I am having a hard time writing one. I appreciate this work of yours. <3