Kaye Locke Poet Blank verse

Ash

She stood stoically fighting
the disease that crept through 
her dry trunk
Sapping her life,
withering her leaves,
leaving her naked limbs
silhouetted against the
summer moon.

Her Roots retracting from the
moist soil
lose their grip on the earth
Until slowly, imperceptibly,
She leans
She falls

Lying in her lost leaves
her resting place accepts her
Embracing her death 
with its life
Slowly, imperceptibly
She is subsumed
Until
Under a summer moon
A sapling grows

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Faye Gibson July 8, 2014 at 6:07 PM Very well done...Kaye. I really like this.

Seosamh De Burca April 16, 2013 at 12:38 PM Very nice and enjoyable read and so well written. Nice turn with new life emerging from the old.

S.Jagathsimhan Nair December 7, 2012 at 1:03 AM Well written, like it!! Jag

David Williams December 6, 2012 at 11:13 AM Kaye...very well crafted, I love the image and metaphor, well done...David

Jon A Cavanaugh December 6, 2012 at 10:37 AM A sad plight. I thought at first this was just an allegory but it is a very real problem.

Richard Lamoureux November 28, 2012 at 2:19 PM From sadness and loss hope rises, beautifuly captured with your words. Well done! Kaye Locke November 30, 2012 at 8:24 AM Thank you Richard!

Sean Goodwin November 25, 2012 at 7:33 AM Beautiful poem. I enjoyed reading it. Thanks for your comment on my haiku.

Anne-Lise Andresen November 24, 2012 at 10:25 AM A very well written poem, but it's a bit sad Kaye. - I wish you a pleasant and relaxed weekend. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :) Kaye Locke November 25, 2012 at 6:48 AM Thanks Anne Lise. The threat to our Ash trees is very sad I'm afraid.

Harry Horsman November 23, 2012 at 5:03 AM this is a sad affair, kaye, and you highlight this terrible disease, so well here in thhis wonderful poem.... Kaye Locke November 23, 2012 at 8:43 AM Thanks Harry. By chance a tree in our garden (not an ash though) came down in the wind yesterday. We've spent today chopping it up and breaking it down to mulch. Lets hope the disease doesn't spread as quickly and widely as feared. x

Poet Destroyer A November 22, 2012 at 4:28 PM Kaye, sweet and sad at the same time..., enjoyed stopping by once again ;-)~ Hope you are having a joyous holiday. Take care ~PD Kaye Locke November 23, 2012 at 8:44 AM Thanks PD. Not sure if you are aware of the current threat to Englands Ash trees. They are dying all over Europe. It is very sad. Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving x

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl November 22, 2012 at 5:48 AM lets hope they do regrow and they stop this die back soon xx Kaye Locke November 23, 2012 at 8:44 AM Indeed Mandy!