Once a mighty tree

sorenbarrett

Green turned to brown
nature's home in shards
Time's rot has taken the crown
memories for birds, the bards

A pile of decomposing wood splinters lay
where once towered mighty trees
Memories rot where rain and sun now play
discarded past carried by ants and breeze

Assending smoke marks the loss
Dank debris a funeral pyre
Beside it forked branches form a cross
washed in sputtering fire

Its shadows growing small to tall
A cemetery of ash and dust
sprouts new life that too will fall
Broken dreams inside chard crust

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  • Teddy.15

    Once a mighty tree, absolutely beautiful powerful and of course I see it's mightier than it even seems. Exquisite dear sorrenbarret 🌹

    • sorenbarrett

      Thanks for the review Teddy your visits are always so appreciated.

    • Cassie58

      Always a great sadness to see trees felled. This poem is beautifully visual. Out of the ashes sprout new life. Mother Nature is so resilient. Wonderful poetry Soren. I have such an affinity with trees.

      • sorenbarrett

        Thank you Cassie your reviews are always such a sence of support. They are deeply appreciated

      • Neville


        I am very much a tree hugger .. there's almost nowt worse than seeing them abused, or having their life cut short by foul deed, or indeed natural causes .. I think I know the one you are referring to .. there are several not far away from me ..

        • sorenbarrett

          Thank you so much Neville I have always loved trees and feel they are a good analogy for what people ought to be. Peaceful, cooperative, giving and in harmony with nature. Thanks so much for the review

        • Accidental Poet

          Time takes a toll on all things great and small. Blessed be those who were there to appreciate it. Fine write soren. 😉👍

          • sorenbarrett

            Thank you Accidental for the read and kind words

          • orchidee

            They get a bit drastic cutting back some parts of a local wood that we have a couple of miles from home. It needs clearing but then again, they've left a pathway full of brambles - impassable. Doh!

            • sorenbarrett

              That is what they call political judgement. Thanks for the read Orchi always appreciate it.

            • rrodriguez

              I love trees. Living in an island like Puerto Rico, trees are everywhere. I enjoyed reading your poem. It reminded me of the enormous tree in my neighborhood.

              • sorenbarrett

                Thanks Rodriguez your comment is very much appreciated and valued

              • Bobby O

                You’re in that kind of mood. I mean, those falling leaves alone represent the chaos is scattered destruction

                • sorenbarrett

                  Oh Bobby you are so right, or at least at the time that I wrote this, I was. Thanks for the read my friend

                  • Bobby O

                    Dig!

                  • Dan Williams

                    "where once towered mighty trees" seems to be more and more places wherever I look. Humans too readily forget that without trees, and grass and bushes and such, there will be no us.

                    • sorenbarrett

                      Thanks Dan you are so right we give little thought to our own future let alone the enviornment. Thanks for the read.

                    • Goldfinch60

                      Such a sad sight when trees are felled ,good words soren.

                      Andy

                      • sorenbarrett

                        Thanks Gold for the read and kind words.



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