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The Tree, Bare In Mid-Summer

the tree, bare in mid-summer branches withered bark peeling a condemned sigh rustled through her brittle leaves I had to look away

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Timothy Mcguire

Date: 7/6/2020 6:17:00 PM

I knw the feeling, Ive lost a few trees and I think of what could have been!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/6/2020 6:45:00 PM

Lose one tree, plant two! Smiles, Gershon

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 7/6/2020 3:36:00 PM

Oh, the stark melancholy of this is so sad, the doldrums of summer, if you will-

Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/6/2020 6:45:00 PM

Yes, they are, indeed, doldrums, as you put it. :) gw

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 7/6/2020 3:05:00 PM

Hello Gershown Wolf, i happen to think that the tree is dying. Enjoy y9our day my friend.

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 7/7/2020 1:34:00 PM

Hello Gershon Wolf, I have often wondered how long a dead tree stays standing in the forest. Then how long it takes to grow back. Have a nice day my friend.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/6/2020 6:42:00 PM

You're right, Darlene. The poor tree is going, going, gone... Thanks, Gershon

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 7/5/2020 11:39:00 PM

Enjoyed the empathy and imagery.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/6/2020 3:45:00 PM

That's an interesting comment, i.e., that you enjoyed the empathy... I'll try to be more empathetic in my other poems perhaps. ~ Emphatically yours