Kenneth R. Merrill Poet Carpe Diem

The Tallest Tree

Were I a boy of nine, or ten,
I would climb the tallest tree, and then,
Leap carefree from the highest bough—
Free of the fears that find me now.
Do you recall when you were ten?
And could you likewise be again,
What exploits would you dare to try—
And having not a reason why?
Perhaps I am too learned now,
Too wary of the highest bough.
But were I a boy of nine, or ten,
I would climb the tallest tree again!

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Jan Allison September 14, 2019 at 3:55 AM Oh to go back to the halycon days of childhood where we did have the freedom to do these things and were fearless - lovely memories Ken and I love the repetition of the first two lines ... and would you climb that tree I wonder:-) hugs Jan xx Kenneth R. Merrill September 14, 2019 at 9:35 AM Hi Jan. I love your writes, so I appreciate your visit and feedback. Truth is, the tree is more of a metaphor for the “freedom” and “fearlessness” of youth you referenced. And to back is an interesting notion, and would we—if the years that followed were as they were? I do wonder ~ Ken

Sandra Adams August 18, 2019 at 10:34 AM I always climbed trees at that age, the big oak had a perfect ledge to sit way above everything and see nature at it's finest, now i am leery as well but memory serves me well.... adore this poem, i can relate! Nicely penned :) Kenneth R. Merrill September 8, 2019 at 2:34 AM Thank you Sandra! I appreciate your feedback—all the best, Ken

Gershon Wolf August 18, 2019 at 9:53 AM Lovely rhythm and message, Kenneth. Truly takes the reader back through the mists of time. :) gw Kenneth R. Merrill September 8, 2019 at 2:35 AM Hi Gershon! Thank you for the read and encouragement. I’ve been away awhile, but have poems to submit...all the best, Ken

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 18, 2019 at 8:37 AM Love it. :))) Kenneth R. Merrill September 8, 2019 at 12:57 PM Thank you Maureen! That’s very sweet of you and I appreciate it—have a magical day my dear ;-)