John Loving Iii Poet Rhyme

The Skeleton Tree

i am the skeleton tree
bare branches where leaves
are suppose to be
i am the skeleton tree
bare bones and no flesh
not another me
i am the skeleton tree
thousands of ancesters
but not one child for me
i am the skeleton tree
the end of my fathers name
and so called legacy

yet i sing a song
like there is nothing wrong
and being last doesn't matter
and yet i've writen a verse 
that many will rehurse
when one day my poetry matters
and when i die
who knows who will cry
i'll just be dead and gone
but the skeleton tree
that once was me
will live on in eternity
the skeleton tree
that one could read
and ponder possibilities
a skeleton tree
that one could recite
tell the difference between wrong and right
a skeleton tree
with branches and no leaves
yet and still the best of me
a skeleton tree
in this world i leave

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Skat A March 29, 2014 at 4:43 PM John, CONGRATS ON YOUR WIN..... Awesome poem!! Luv ~SKAT~

Sheri Fresonke Harper March 26, 2014 at 10:57 AM John, I love the voice in this poem, it tells quite the story. Congratulations on your win. Thanks much for entering my contest, sorry I'm a little late getting back to saying so.

Dr.Ram Mehta March 22, 2014 at 10:13 PM Very clever creation, Congrats on the fine win, john

Susan Burd October 17, 2012 at 5:26 PM very deep and touching. first time I am reading your work. I think its what's at the core of the skeleton tree that matters! Thanks for sharing your soul.

Khalid Darwish September 11, 2012 at 2:09 PM wanderful and amazing imagination. I enjoyed reading your work. Love, Khalid

Joy Wellington August 20, 2012 at 3:35 PM OK Sir Loving iii...to answer your question. God didn't make Eve to be a slave to Adam. He made each with their separate responsibilities...not one to be subjected to the whim and fancy of the other, they were to be partners with the man as the leader of the two. Man was to be a representative of God here on Earth, but he failed! Anyway great write here and bold imagery. Thanks for visiting. One love. Joy Wells Joy Wellington August 20, 2012 at 3:39 PM By the by...one can go on these days to produce through new technology...think about it! smile

Jack Horne August 19, 2012 at 8:43 AM interesting write, John

Charlotte Puddifoot August 18, 2012 at 6:45 AM soup mailed you last night...

Elizabeth Wesley August 12, 2012 at 8:13 AM Are youhavinga dryspell John? Mis yourwonderful poems; I've had a bit of a hiatus too.

Charlotte Puddifoot August 7, 2012 at 2:30 PM replied with a kiss

Charlotte Puddifoot July 26, 2012 at 3:48 PM I doubt what is meaningful to us is meaningful to anyone else, but you get me, you always do, like no one else...

Pace Ink-U-Script July 26, 2012 at 5:57 AM Excellent write here..enjoyed this poem of yours!!

Charlotte Puddifoot July 25, 2012 at 3:06 PM branches barren and bereft, clinging to what little they have left, memories of sparkling sunlight to warm the bleak lonely nights, sad leaves speak in tongues of teal, willows weep, yes it's real, they feel...

Phyllis Babcock July 20, 2012 at 10:01 PM like the way you compare your life to that of a tree. A unique poem of what your life is. love phyl

Elizabeth Wesley July 15, 2012 at 8:58 AM Wanted to read again John; never get tired of a great poem! P S Forgot about our collaboration on "Some Men" Thanks for reminding me :)

Black Eyed Susan July 10, 2012 at 7:35 AM I can really feel the lonliness in your first stanza - I hope your tree lives on...

Elizabeth Wesley July 7, 2012 at 11:09 AM One of these days John you will bloom and when that happens all of us will celebrate. Such a great analogy of tree to yourself, who else would have thought of it?

Gwendolen Song July 7, 2012 at 6:52 AM Hi there, John...This is emotionally stirring to me and has brought chills to my spine...Yes, I believe this poem will live on forever...It is multidimensional and one of your best to date! Glad u wrote this one just for you! Often times contests can spur your writing,...other times hinder it...Hope Nathan still gets to read this one..I do believe he will enjoy it as much as I do! All my best to u, gwendolen

Deborah Burch July 5, 2012 at 8:31 PM Brovo John...indeed...you so have one and an exceptional one at that ;) Well Done...hugs, deb

Poet Destroyer A July 5, 2012 at 7:46 PM this is very eerie, but yet so stunning with the image... I'm sending you soup mail..xox~PD

Charlotte Puddifoot July 5, 2012 at 5:14 AM see, I told you it's one of your best, andrea agrees :-) this version is as good as the original but the pedantic part of my mind liked the two neat twelve line stanzas of the original lol ah yes the fourth of july holiday, I'd forgotten that, hopefully your outing was more pleasant than my poem, send some of that heat over here... July 6, 2012 at 9:39 AM Baby, I got plenty of best.

Andrea Dietrich July 4, 2012 at 8:32 PM WOWIE, this is one of the best I ever saw of yours!!! For not doing a haiku for Nathan, the theme of skeleton tree inspired an amazing write from you, john. It's very deep. FAVED

Sara Kendrick July 4, 2012 at 5:03 PM Interesting thoughts penned about you the skeleton tree..Good to know that you are going to be in heaven...I guess you mean heaven and not just eternity...Thanks for stopping by..Orion is an interesting constellation..Sara

Charlotte Puddifoot July 4, 2012 at 4:17 AM I'm very enthusiastic about this latest poem of yours, it's one of your best, rather depressing my sweet, but I like the personification...and what you're alluding to seems to have eluded both of us in one way and another... John Loving Iii July 4, 2012 at 12:24 PM "click"