This windy morn
has left its debris on my path
the once elegant cypress
that's stood for years, now dead and gone
a path once filled
by the orchestra of birds hiding in its foliage
I shall overpass its fresh weeping skeleton
whilst reflecting on
oh how its shade has protected me from the hot sun
and from the unpredictable powers of
Mother Nature's wrath
I can tell you, we've had many
after all, we still have four seasons here
soon it will be time to pot my strawberry seeds
but they'll never be a patch on that
magnificent cypress.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Category: Nature
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A wonderful write my friend a poetic acknowledgement of the protection that one recieves and how the seasons take from all. Lovely
A touch of frost , my dear sorrenbarret I was watching all the things going on in the world from snow to wind and to fires made worse by the wind, so glad you saw the beauty my dear friend🌹 thank you.
Loving this! An enjoyable read. And an intriguing interplay between the strawberries 🍓 and the pine tree 🌲 🙏🏻👍🏻🕊
Thank you dearest arqios, most humbled you have enjoyed this. 🍓
Thank you, I truly did 🙏🏻🕊👍🏻
The imagery was great. The weeping skeleton. I love it.
Dear RSMa0812, Thank you so much, weeping skeleton CV ame to mind and I'm so glad you have enjoyed it so much. 🌹
This poem can be read both literally and metaphorically. It is brilliant dear Teddy. On the literal side, it always saddens me to see a fallen tree. There's so much history to them and they tell so much of a story...part of which is ours and our own relationship with it. Again, a brilliant and beautiful poem. 🌹👏
So glad you have enjoyed it so much dear Tristan, thank you 🌹
You paint this scene beautifully sweet Teddy.
Thank you dear Thomas. 🌹
The loss of parts of Nature in our lives can bring such sadness Teddy but we should also remember that Nature will arise for us all.
Andy
Agreed dear Andy. 🌹
The loss of a beautiful tree can leave us grieving. Nature works in mysterious ways. She can give and take and can do so either slowly or at speed. She can offer heavenly beauty and can leave devastation in her wake. Never underestimate her power. Beautiful poetry dear Teddy. 🌹
Most humbled to see you once again dearest Cassie, thank you dear friend. 🌹
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