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Toils of a Tree

The dense stratus manipulates the sunlight Rugged heath fades as day turns to night, Solitary tree recoils Unaware embroils In respect Toils, Self respect In winter’s turmoil's Evokes and then disembroils, When with groans of naked limbs doth fight Sees off the weary wind on its way in flight. © Harry J Horsman 2021 An Andaree form

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Timothy Mcguire

Date: 1/28/2022 12:38:00 AM

So well written Harry! the structure is fabulous. A FAV for me.

Ann Peck

Date: 11/4/2021 6:04:00 PM

Harry, You and I do love trees :) Lovely poem, very heartfelt!

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 10/17/2021 5:22:00 AM

Great angst in this one!

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl

Date: 10/17/2021 12:19:00 AM

Love it xx

Susan Lawrence

Date: 10/16/2021 9:07:00 AM

Magical Harry ! I love it. I have huge reverence for these majestic beings of leave and light and bark. I will never tire of gazing upon them, resting my head on the ground and staring up through their mighty boughs. Penned so beautifully ! Thank you for your lovely comment on my Elevating Heart. Hugs and blessings, Susan :)

Lindsay Laurie

Date: 10/12/2021 9:01:00 PM

Hello Harry ... trees are remarkable and in their own environment can almost put up with anything. If we disrobed in autumn like they do we wouldn't taste the freeze of winter - thank you Harry - Lindsay

Angela Crabtree

Date: 10/12/2021 7:06:00 PM

I love your many poetry forms Harry. You do them well :)

Judy Ball

Date: 10/12/2021 12:40:00 PM

Nicely done Harry. You show the tree to be just what it is here. A living thing with feelings. Reminds me of a science teacher I had once who taught us that plants are not just inanimate things but living beings. Love this. God Bless, JB

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 10/11/2021 2:37:00 PM

Love the stark imagery, and the shape reminds me of a tree, too - good job!

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 10/10/2021 10:52:00 PM

What-ever form of poetry you choose dear Harry, you always excel in it.Trees are wise, trees endure pain, trees have tranquility which they pass onto us - God created them strong for us humans, if we listen carefully we should hear their murmurers rustling in their leaves, and as they get older, their branches creaking. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer. I love trees. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Anitha Jayasankar

Date: 10/10/2021 10:36:00 AM

Wow toils of a tree with such great imagery Harry... in Andrea's form... Andaree... and I could see from the comments below that Andrea is happy too...and you have done so well... I have to try write in this form... God bless... ~ Ani

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 10/10/2021 6:01:00 AM

You are getting so good at this form, I always get a treat when I drop into your poetry, Happy Thanksgiving dear poet friend, stay well, and happy, may God bless you with good health and above all else love xo

Sara Kendrick

Date: 10/10/2021 4:55:00 AM

I enjoyed reading this one Harry. The plight of plants in winter. Amazing that they survive but God designed them to withstand the elements. I appreciate your presence at my page. Sara

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 10/9/2021 5:14:00 PM

To answer your soupmail question, yes, I can't see why there could not be a variation of my form!! Again, I love this, harry!!

Evelyn Judy Buehler

Date: 10/9/2021 12:30:00 PM

You have created an exquisite poem, Harry. I love especially the second and last lines. :)

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 10/9/2021 3:34:00 AM

Love the second to last line! Great work, Harry!

L Milton Hankins

Date: 10/8/2021 9:42:00 AM

Wow, harry, this is excellent. The Andaree form is delightful, and you have used it most effectively. I enjoyed your poem tremendously.

Sally Eslinger

Date: 10/8/2021 9:28:00 AM

Wow! First as a marvelous creation in this new form. Secondly as a pure and elegant use of words by you as you clearly and precisely love language. Thirdly, love for your subject, the tree you’ve let your poet self come to know through all seasons. We poets deeply relate to trees. My grove likewise XOXO

Paulette Calasibetta

Date: 10/8/2021 9:25:00 AM

Harry, a beautiful "ode" to trees.... Enchanting! Take Care, Paulette

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 10/8/2021 8:25:00 AM

It's looking now like an awesome Andaree, Harry!! Thanks so much for trying my form and using the rhyme pattern so well. I know how hard this form is. What was I thinking when I created this? I appreciate you writing this. Wonderful!

Susan Ashley

Date: 10/8/2021 8:03:00 AM

Your poetic soul shines in the beauty of this piece, Harry. Deep and rich imagery, the tree endures what others cannot. Love the title too! Warmest wishes. my inspiring friend.. ~Susan