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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Did The Tree Spirits Die Too Shadows wrap the mighty black oaks moving so slow like the older folks Many decades have grown trees strong I listen for that most ancient song Terrible storms have left their mark trees scarred, cut, bent and swayed Dark black trunks of fire burnt bark where forest fires savagely played At times whispers can be heard listen and one can so clearly hear tree spirits uttering a single word a moaning cry without a single tear Stop cutting to just foolishly waste we are here for another important reason think long term act not in haste allow us each and every growing season Think of clean air and beauty we provide not just the money to be greedily made We each have growing hearts deep inside and spirits we would never ever trade Shadows guard the mighty black oaks moving so slow like the older folks Many decades have grown trees strong I listen for their most ancient song Robert J. Lindley, 03-28-2015 note: Must give credit to the teachings of my Native American heritage. Pagan it may be but they worshipped mother earth, the streams and the trees, the animals etc. I have many, many books on the Native Americans and their religious beliefs are fascinating... "When you enter a grove peopled with ancient trees, higher than the ordinary, and shutting out the sky with their thickly inter-twined branches, do not the stately shadows of the wood, the stillness of the place, and the awful gloom of this doomed cavern then strike you with the presence of a deity?" - Seneca Quote from the Roman Seneca but one can easily imagine the great Indian chief and orator Seneca expressing the exact same sentiment as the Native Americans lived it.. Writing , I went to the sonnet form at 14 verses but felt the need to go farther. Repetition of the opening stanza in my closing stanza is normally done with no changes but in this poem I made slight changes for a reason. Originally posted today at another forum that I lounge around shooting the breeze with political junkies..
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