for now cascading branches greet the sun
whose kind embrace grows weaker by each day
with courage leaves like artists on trapeze
cling fast to brushwood tendrils as they sway
soon greenery will tire of this dance
as creeping gold replaces verdant hues
the splendour of the change the season brings
a wealth to match a velvet sky of blue
such elegance on show for all to see
short-lived before the jealous wind takes rage
to steal the foliage left upon our birch
ensuring all remains an empty stage
yet even in its naked form to me
this tree surpasses all in dignity
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Breathtaking poetry my dear Cassie, a true pleasure every time your imagery and metaphor just stunning. 🌹
Dear Teddy, I feel humbled by your response. Thank you so much for your review. This is an older poem out for an airing. I like to shake the dust off my poetry lol. Have a lovely day. 🌹
loved every word Cassie.
a beautiful poem.
Thank you so much for your encouraging words. I appreciate your visit. An older poem of mine out for an airing.
Such gorgeous images pop up reading this!! Amazing poem
Thank you Alan. Pleased you enjoyed the read. I appreciate your thoughts.
Awesome write
Thank you Tony for your kind words. Pleased you enjoyed the read.
You're welcome
Wonderful words Cassie, as you know I completely agree with your feelings about trees.
Andy
Thank you Andy. Yes, I think we can be classified as tree huggers. Pleased you enjoyed my out of season poem. It’s an old one. Have a great Wednesday.
A most beautiful metaphor and image. The reality of the picture so nicely worded to bring this picture to mind and in metaphor it strikes a deeper chord. Very nicely done Cassie
Thank you so much for your appreciation sorenbarrett. It’s an older poem but one I enjoyed writing myself.
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