Notes About The Poem

It seems like after every event -- big or small -- their is a day after.  This is what I saw when my world crashed and burned . . . a day after . . . and more days after.  Hope you enjoy the poem and the images.  Live and love generously!!

?David

 

 

The Day After

The day that followed . . . 

Blossomed blue, bright . . . beautiful
	Clouds towering into the heavens
	Wheeling white, wonderful . . . wordless

	
The clouds danced in the expanse
Rolling on a sea of silence
Sailing soft, supple . . . serene
		Saw nothing
		Cared nothing
		Floated away
	Alone  . . . . .  blind . . . . . marvelous  
                                                                      mute!


The trees . . . 
	The trees reveled in their own wild 
               E   m   o   t   I   o   n   s
	

Old Man Walnut – a true heart-wood
	Big boned brooded black
	Dark, dangerous, defiant

Lady oak took red at the edges	
	A deep striking flame-red	
	Her heart a luscious lively living green
	A gentlewoman of a long experience
	Patient, Peaceful, persistent and powerful

Elms burst yellow – effulgent
	Cried for attention
	Demanded attention
	Wind whistled wantonly through her leaves
	Tall, tenacious, testy, temerarious 
 
Some of the maples slurred
        A bright primary red
	Like harlots laughing, listening, languishing 
	Showed interest but cared for nothing

The Sweetgums stood aloof
Star-shaped leaves
Like bruises oozing deep purple
	At first draft
           S              N
             T               A 
               O                K
                  O                 E 
                     D                 D 
Abused . . . abandoned . . . 
                                                         alone

Crape Myrtles cluster together
	Gossiping busy-bodies
	Bursting orange with outrageous desire
	Watching, wanting, waiting, wanton
	 
Modest were the Aspens
	Slender and graceful
        Giggling trees
	But where they were
	They were so many
	They could afford to be 
        Modest, monomorphic, musical, memorable 
	
The Pines and firs
        Raising forth green among the colors
	Unchanging
	Unwilling to change
	Criticizing by their contrast 
                  every other change


The Woods
	The woods
	The chaotic woods
	The heartless forest
	And the trees . . . 
                                    . . . . .The boughs, leafs, limbs, roots

That whole glorious community
	Simply went about its
	Natural business

                                              Another day in creation.





Live and Love Generously
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Johnson-Saunders Avatar
February 10, 2017 at 9:49 PM
Oh how I love your beautiful poetry, David! I wanted to thank you for thinking of me while I was caring for my mom. I had to put PS aside but now I'm happily back enjoying poetry once again. I hope you and yours are we'll and you'll be visiting soon. L&B, Rhonda:)
Ball Avatar
January 16, 2017 at 12:52 AM
WoW! From one to seven I give this a 10 The description here is absolutely breathtaking. It captures the reader from beginning to end. Loved it. God Bless, JB
Hagy Avatar
December 22, 2016 at 7:06 PM
Love this!...your description of the forest is so wonderful! Feel sorry for poor naked tree though ha ha...have a great holiday:)
Duet Avatar
December 21, 2016 at 8:43 PM
Well, I love trees and I love this poem. Great personification! Carole
Fleming Avatar
December 20, 2016 at 11:40 AM
A beautifully crafted piece of prose, David...Truly a joy to read! My very warmest wishes...And a merry Christmas! :) P.s Quite obviously a seven.
Daniel Avatar
December 20, 2016 at 1:15 AM
This is deep and lovely, David:) trees are indeed standing miracles of God's creation:) a 7:)
Burch Avatar
December 19, 2016 at 1:01 PM
Your personification of the 'standing people' is fabulous!! Awesome allegory, too!! Well done. Big Hugggs,David. Deb
Marcum Wong Avatar
December 19, 2016 at 12:32 AM
David while reading this magnificent creation I entered rapture! Mere words can't express....a fave and please keep writing more like this awe inspiring beauty! Have a blessed holiday! Connie
Mohn Avatar
December 4, 2016 at 1:37 PM
beautifully written..welcome back :)
Dietrich Avatar
December 2, 2016 at 9:45 PM
David. it's been a while since I saw your wondrous poetry. Wow, you have come back with a real winner here. A long time ago I had wanted to do a book and just write poems for all the different trees, Gosh, you nearly accomplished the same thing right here. Wonderfully descriptive. A BIG SEVEN
Callus Avatar
December 2, 2016 at 4:03 PM
Absolutely beautiful, David! You are truly one with nature and its creator. I love the presentation, the imagery, the alliteration and the musicality of the whole poem. #7++ Pleased to see you back in action, my friend:) Regards // paul
Trifiatis Avatar
December 2, 2016 at 2:20 AM
David, my friend , you seem to have come out of a spiritual experience that has illuminated you so you to be able to approach our Lord and creato. A huge seven!
Roper Avatar
December 1, 2016 at 11:59 PM
This sounds like you've been out in the woods a lot, David , enjoying the serenity of nature. Wonderful write
Vaso Avatar
December 1, 2016 at 9:47 PM
This is so creative and beautiful, its so great to see you back writing, I hope all is well with you! :)
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