Crying Trees
blush pink tears fall
scatter to the wind
celebrating new life
drops of joy
hushed amber tears fall
cascade to the ground
embracing life's end
drops of grief
In conjunction was birthed a riddle:
They cry twice a year, joyously at first with a spring in their limbs and then grievously with fallen hearts. What are they?
And alas, came the melding of the two...
What Are They?
They cry twice a year
joyously at first with a spring in their limbs
blush pink tears falland then grievously with fall hearts
scatter to the wind
celebrating new life
drops of joy
hushed amber tears fallWhat are they?
cascade to the ground
embracing life's end
drops of grief.
Why the need to meld them? No idea.... I guess I just thought it would be interesting....
7 comments:
This is really wonderfully creative. I really had never thought about trees crying in both spring and fall, but it makes a lot of sense to me. I do especially like the 'hushed amber tears' and the idea of 'drops of grief.' If I had to choose which version I liked best - first or second - I would say I like "Crying Trees" better because of its clarity and to-the-point style.
Autumn colors are so evocative and beautiful as are your poems here.
its cool to see the melding of the two...even the death is part of life in the end...preparing the way for the next years growth....
beautifully projected the autumn and spring. Changes are inevitable and we have to just flow along.
beautifully projected the autumn and spring. Changes are inevitable and we have to just flow along.
Those tears of spring and those of autumn has such connection to life and aging.. to use the leafs and the petals as these images works very well and means so much more than the image of the trees themselves.
You wrote it! This turned out great, rmp, and I knew it would as soon as I heard of your idea. Beautiful.
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