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taramw
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since 2000-06-08
Posts 738


0 posted 2000-06-16 08:33 AM


I wander leisurely, observing
I look over, admiring
How wonderful,
How magnificent you are!

Slender graceful limbs
Reaching up to the sky
You dance, free.

The wind blows harder, faster
Your dance intensifies
The rain beats down
On your bare limbs.

Excelling in your nakedness
You appear to sing
Your song of songs.

The wind dies
The rain disappears
And you appear
Once again
Just to be a lovely tree...

--- I adore the look of a tree... to lay under it's branches and stare at the sky, the clouds, and dream  

PS:  Written about a tree in Autumn (my favourite season)

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Irish Rose
Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263

1 posted 2000-06-16 09:17 AM


I too love the autumn and I'm looking forward to reading more of your work then also. This was lovely

 Kathleen

"How do I love thee? Let
me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace." Elizabeth Barrett Browning



lotharingia
Senior Member
since 2000-06-04
Posts 897
saarbruecken, Germany
2 posted 2000-06-16 09:40 AM


Yes, I can just see the tree dancing in the storm, a beautiful image! You are exceptionally good at writing about nature, aren't you?

 Lotharingia
"For God's sake, he's a poet. Poets are meant to feel miserable. Otherwise, what the hell are they here for? What are they going to write about?"
Tom Holland


Joel the wolf
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since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333
Angels Camp
3 posted 2000-06-16 02:35 PM


I love the way you put the tree in the rain,
I'd stand for hours under a great willow in the rain.
Thank you for this.

Joel.

 I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel.

Isis
Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296
Sunny Queensland
4 posted 2000-06-16 07:35 PM


Thanks for ths alright.  Nature in her splendour nothing more beautiful.  Wonderful imagery and feeling to this one!  

 I'll tell you this...... No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn.....
~Isis~
(Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit)



Jeremiah Johnson
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since 2000-06-08
Posts 1223
Brooksville, Fl, U.S
5 posted 2000-06-18 12:40 PM


the greatness of this poem i can't express. i to have two poems about tree's and i love the truth which is nature. great job

I'm the lord, I'm the havoc, I'm the soul

brian madden
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since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374
ireland
6 posted 2000-06-18 01:59 PM


Another tree lover... there is something magical about trees and I could go about them all day but I wouldn't really enjoyed your poem, a lovely piece.

The wind blows harder, faster
Your dance intensifies
The rain beats down
On your bare limbs.

Excelling in your nakedness
You appear to sing
Your song of songs.



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"Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time".

Baltimore Grotto

"To be nobody-but-yourself-in a world which is doing its best night and day, to make you everybody else - means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting."

E.E Cummings.

"Art is a lie which makes us realise the truth." Pablo Picasso

"We Irish are too poetical to be poets, we are a nation of brilliant failures" Oscar Wilde


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fractal007
Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958

7 posted 2000-06-18 02:10 PM


That was some awesome imagery!  I too enjoy looking at trees in a storm.  In fact, just yesterday, we had a nice thunderstorm, and so I decided to take my dog for a walk in it.  While on the walk, I noticed that the trees do, in fact, look much more beautiful in the storm.  Also, they get even greener and brighter.  

This was some great poetry!  You seem to be a very good conveyer of imagery.  And, of course, you seem to have a great imagination!



We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without color,
Paralyzed force, gesture without motion;

--T.S. Eliot

Justbleu
Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329
Oregon, Originally From Alaska :)
8 posted 2000-07-24 10:07 AM


Wow...Autumn is my favorite season too!!!  I also love being around trees!!  Beautiful!!! Thanks for sharing this!!!
Bridgette  


"Somewhere, somehow, it should be possible to touch someone and never let go again. To hold someone, not for a moment but forever." Unknown

Hardrock
Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 948
New Hampshire, USA
9 posted 2000-07-25 07:29 PM


Beautiful, Tara.  Although I admit I didn't know it was about trees until the end...but then some poets do that, don't they?  Hardrock
catalinamoon
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since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543
The Shores of Alone
10 posted 2000-07-25 09:01 PM


Tara, I did not see the tree till the end either. I was visualizing a glorious naked Adonis. Hm, see where my head is at  
Perfectly wonderful poem in every way.
Cat....

taramw
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since 2000-06-08
Posts 738

11 posted 2000-07-25 09:09 PM


Wow! Thank you everyone for your very kind comments.... I am quite overwhelmed  
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