JC Brul Poet Verse

The Bamboo Trees

Beside our old wooden house in the farm,
myriads of bamboo trees are still standing;
Their slim bodies always gently arching
Like bowing towards the earth's loving palm.

I see each little leaf that keeps swaying,
Into the tune of mountain breeze blowing,
Like the soft arms of a child awaiting,
To embrace her father arriving.

Each little shoot that persistently grows,
Is more than enough to wipe all sorrows;
Hoping and waiting that each tomorrow,
New bamboo shoots will continue to grow.

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Valsa George October 14, 2022 at 8:06 PM I like all types of bamboo trees. Their slender leaves and shoots are always a joy to watch. I have three garden varieties of bamboos with me. Enjoyed your poem especially the comparison of the tree and its shoots to the arms of a child waiting to embrace its father.

Al Juman November 26, 2020 at 6:00 PM well composed---- Beautiful

James Inman May 7, 2020 at 11:05 PM I used to make flutes out of bamboo when I was young. One of the fastest growing plants in the world. Your image filed write brought back memories.

Nick Armbrister Jimmy Boom Semtex April 25, 2020 at 2:43 PM i love this. it reminds me... i went to the stunning island of crete in 91. so much history. shame i never hiked there. must go back. bamboo grows there. german parachutists got impaled on it when used as a fence. 12 of them. i also see bamboo here in the hills. it sways and sounds nice. hard to cross when it falls and not cleared. bamboo is beautiful. the battle sites it grows on are haunting and forgotten...

Richard Lamoureux April 15, 2020 at 9:40 AM Bamboo is an amazing plant. It stays bellow the ground a long time and then it has the illusion of suddenly appearing.

Andrea Dietrich April 14, 2020 at 3:54 PM sweet imagery. And in light of the troubles in the world, I find this symbolic as well.

John Fleming April 12, 2020 at 11:06 AM The title drew me in -- glad it did! Here is that undeniable Chinese flavour once again...are you of Chinese origin perhaps? There is a distinct oriental "sense of awareness" about your writing...I must say I find it all rather charming. My best regards - cheers! :) john

Caren Krutsinger April 10, 2020 at 10:18 AM I am visualizing weeping willows also as I read this; your imagery is remarkable. JC Brul April 11, 2020 at 2:28 AM I am so grateful dear poet Caren for the appreciation. I want to read more of your treasures.

Tom Cunningham February 2, 2020 at 9:10 AM Love the image. Tom JC Brul February 3, 2020 at 4:20 AM Thank you sir Tom..Best regards.