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Among the Trees

AMONG THE TREES Among the trees the storm’s a distant roar As treetops thrash in fractious discontent The dry leaves barely stir on forest floor Adjacent worlds contrasting lives consent And so in life we seek a shielding grove Safe haven with world gales a distant sigh Though should we a brief journey choose to rove May find space torn in tempest hue and cry How distant yet how near the chaos reign How fragile therefore might our hedges stand A genial forbearance cedes to bane Complacent comfort truly a dead hand The bounds of freedom, should they be neglected Could we assume to live in realms protected

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Joe Dimino

Date: 6/1/2021 3:08:00 PM

Freedom is very fragile: it requires constant care if we are to remain happy in our environment, and loving and caring with one another. Without freedom, we are very sad sacks. We may then just reach up -- through the canopy -- praying to be swept away. Love this work!

Geoffrey Brewer
Date: 6/4/2021 1:21:00 AM

Thank you for your thoughtful comments, Joe. Your observations, (taking the allegory even further) are, as always, much appreciated,

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 6/1/2021 6:31:00 AM

Artfully expressed. Bravo.

Geoffrey Brewer
Date: 6/1/2021 8:31:00 AM

Thank you, Richard.

Suzanne Delaney

Date: 5/30/2021 3:03:00 AM

Addressing comfort and chaos in a beautiful flow of to and fro. ‘Could we assume to live in realms protected,’ Great summary. Wonderful sonnet. Best to you. SuZ

Geoffrey Brewer
Date: 5/31/2021 1:29:00 PM

Many thanks for your encouraging comments, Suzanne.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 5/27/2021 5:21:00 PM

What a scathing message to the complacent you've delivered in the last six lines. Wow, Geoffrey. You wield a razor-sharp penknife, my friend! Kudos, Gershon

Geoffrey Brewer
Date: 5/31/2021 1:27:00 PM

Moi! I’m just a pussy cat really, but thanks for the macho booster, Gershon.

Quoth Theraven

Date: 5/25/2021 8:17:00 AM

Geoffrey, Safe haven's search in a prophetic Sonnet's sigh. Somewhere a somber bell tolls as the pendulum continues its swing. The fragile wings still intact in this write. -Richard

Geoffrey Brewer
Date: 5/25/2021 1:56:00 PM

Richard, your response is itself poetry. Many thanks.