Geoffrey Brewer Poet Narrative

My Tree - It Shall Survive

MY TREE - IT SHALL SURVIVE

Beside the Kinta River still it stands
Colossus of the primal forest panoply
Residing native of the fecund land
It’s limbs supporting graceful arcing canopy
A wondrous teeming aerial village live
                   It  shall survive

A plume of smoke in still cool morning air
Warned of a threat to life of our dear friend
I dragged back fire and damped consuming flames
From perilled home of copious verdant life 
Reprieved to face more challenges, and strive
                    It shall survive

Bearing scars, endured with grace of old patrician
Looking on unchanged, while all around  contrive
‘til once more needing care of a passing physician
                    It shall survive
Each time I pass that way, I muse as I see
With warm complacent notion : ‘That’s my tree!’


13 September 2019
 
Writing Challenge 2, September 2019 - The Photograph
 
Sponsor, Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode

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Suzanne Delaney October 1, 2019 at 2:58 PM Very imaginative....should place high. SuZ Geoffrey Brewer October 4, 2019 at 3:31 AM Thank you, SuZ

Joseph P. DiMino September 14, 2019 at 9:12 PM For sure; with faith and time--God's Perfect Time--all will be made right. Love your tree. It is the Tree of Life in the garden of your soul. Great inspirational read! Thank you. Geoffrey Brewer September 22, 2019 at 4:00 AM Many thanks for your eloquent comments, Joe.