walnut tree was now slightly blemished
deer had done lots of damage
getting his antlers off
tree did not mind
felt like a willing partner
available every year
he smiled as white tail flew into thicket
The old walnut tree in the meadow weep
Time had arrived her strains in sorrow steep
Echoes of a nameless and powerful storm break in
I feel shivers on my bare skin
I would like to touch and hug it, before it dies
The roots of the tree pointing up towards the skies
In the backyard of mourning, distant in all its splendor
Never a new spring, feel its shaking so tender
05/09/2019
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Writing Challenge 1, September 2019
- Eight Line Form - Poetry Contest -
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4th place in the contest
walnut tree in fruit
best pickled green eat with cheese-
carved Chinese treasure
a walnut tree -
the fruits of its labor
spilled at its feet
April 29, 2018
as my fears subside the tree I planted in spring is showing growth
Written Aug 18, 2016 For John Hamilton's Monoku Madness Contest
Once summer green
then Autumn gold
bedecked this ancient tree-
Today silhouette laid bare
misletoed in winter frieze.
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