L'Nass Shango Poet I do not know?

So Starkly Silent Now

So starkly silent now
So bare
The branches of the tree
In nakedness
It stands not shivering
Despite the winds
Of shame
It is immobile
Inert as death
And deathlier pale
With nothing to let to hide
And this oak
So formidable before
In the merest cycle of his love
Stands finite and frail
Amidst a brown trash heap of leaves.

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Noel Villarosa February 9, 2010 at 12:50 AM A very sad nature poem. Beautifully garnished with meaningful words, really a delightful read, L'nass. (^_^) Noel.

Carole Cookie Arnold January 4, 2010 at 10:11 PM Beautiful write my friend I believe the barren state midst the pile of dead leaves bares a beauty greater then a tree full and flashy. The barren fragile state shows how strong a tree is made to hold four times its weight and how deep the roots dig in. Bravo Love Cookie