Suzanne Delaney Poet Free verse

The Grief of Stayed Continuance

I’ve seen them: humungous stumps of once gigantic trees
 that made a forest sacred-
knowing it was men that lopped off such magnificence

Stealers of beauty and promise:
these amputations leave their scars
 on  the convolutions of mankind’s
collective brain

Where, if I could 
I would venture back in dreams to stay the axe
Let nature take her time  with this living, biggest, hugest.
Into forever let these branches spread their prettiness
Let generations stand in awe at their continuance.
Suzanne Delaney

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John Loving Iii February 26, 2014 at 7:51 AM You speek for trees but would you chop down someone else's so you can keep yours. Suzanne Delaney April 1, 2014 at 1:08 AM No...I would try to keep both. Thanks for visiting. I have been in a poetry funk but made the first step back tonight and logged in. Thanks for visiting and leaving flowers in my absence,l luv, SuZ

Kathryn Collins February 1, 2014 at 9:42 AM Dear Gentle Soul: Oh for lasting to not be taken away. love, Kathy Suzanne Delaney April 1, 2014 at 1:11 AM Hi Kathy: It really gives me despair to see any tree chopped down. They are representative of time and years All so so valuable and irrecovable.

Monterey Sirak January 9, 2014 at 8:54 AM Nature is divine! It is sad when people feel the need to erase it for their own convenience Suzanne Delaney April 1, 2014 at 1:14 AM You sure nailed it...we suffer for others decisions always. Before any large tree is chopped down there should be a community hearing.