Tree of Souls
While each
stout branch
of the tree of souls
casts
heavy shadows
all around
But oh’ so
very lightly …
Those self-same
swollen,
stricken limbs
dance blind ..
Clutching air
and raising
questions long
not asked …
But always asking
them politely
Who teaches
baby birds to sing
and why do
starlings murmur
Who turns
the stars on each
night ..
and why do lovers
rarely
want to sleep
Yet babies
almost always
choose to slumber …
- Author: Neville ( Offline)
- Published: June 25th, 2021 11:01
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Jerry Reynolds, Laura🌻
Comments7
Yes we know next to no answers to the questions raised in this excellent piece of metaphor Nev - -- life is a sweet mystery at best and stars twinkle because who knows - - why indeed do birds start to sing in mating season and same goes for lovers who go without sleep when urges plague dreams- An inspired expression is "Tree of Souls" for we are all under the cover of heavily branched ignorance and Nature is keeping its secrets despite our wanting to know a bit more. - wow - - just look what your write roused in my mind...........x
... Good Evening Fay ... wot a bloomin busy day it has been .. Hardly had time to stop and say thank you for your smashing review note, your insight and the sentiment contained therein .............. x
Always a pleasure to review your fine work and though my free time flies by I always look forward to your engaging posts . -- sleep well after your extra-busy day mi amigo.
who know!!! I want to…
but reading your words tell me to just inhale the moment
.. I know why I am smiling .. bless you my literary friend ... appreciated no end ...
🙂
A fine write N.
................ that's absolutely fine then Mr. O .. cheers sir 🙂
A fine write, Neville.
Got to fave this one.
You are most kind JR and of course more than muchly appreciated sir
Neville 🙂
Neville,
So glad I read this TODAY!
An excellent post…
A lot for my mind to ponder and evaluate. A very welcoming read…
especially for this day.
Thank you for sharing. ✍🏻
Laura🌻
.. This old fella is so glad you were able to check in Laura .. Many thanks and then some .... 🙂 🌻
You’re very welcome
my poetic friend.🌻
Far too deep for my extremely literal mind, Neville....except is it not possible that the last six lines are the key to the rest of them.....? 😊
Maybe ..............
............................. Maybe not
.... But I'm sure as hell gonna thank ya for trying 🙂
Wonderful words Neville, the questions are always there within us, many get answered but there are always those waiting for an answer.
Andy
you bet' .... that'll always be the case .. cheers GF60 sir .............. 🙂
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