Contemplation

By skinner_jennifer

Sat, 13 Aug 2022
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A squirrel would know the spirit of a tree,

its inner thoughts...a language so free.

 

 

As I sweltered in extreme

heat – local oak informed

me: “autumn's just around

the corner, then you'll be

free to converse in forest

again with me.”

 

Language not with words

but with eyes closed, finger

tips gently tracing bark; its

imposing indentations,

recesses leading to burls

of fascination.

 

It was then I encountered

energies with intimate

approach, for in our

meditative stance; this

engaging soul detected

my touch,

 

with compassion oak

twigged this thirst to

leave summer and

heatwave behind;

linking its thoughts –

communicating to

spirit and mind.

 

Pixabay free photo.

 

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Comments

Submitted by Penny4athought on

The heart and soul of nature, its silent communication to us has always been there for those who in a quiet moment listen and feel its life. Your poem is so well versed and thoughtful, reminding us of nature’s spirit; how we need to stay connected and protect it, and give love back to the planet of forests and oceans that breathe life for us.

Penny4athought

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

What an absolutely wonderful comment Penny. You are certainly on the same wavelength as me. I'm so looking forward to visiting the forest again, haven't been out there since Spring and I miss my nature walks so much.

May the blessings of nature come to you and share there wonder.

Many thanks.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by luigi_pagano on

How true, Jenny, nature suffers even more than us and has ways of letting us know. Fruit trees and tomato plants in my garden seem to be wilting in this intense sun.

Luigi xx

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Luigi,

It's so sad to see so much dryness. We're just not used to these temperatures here in England, I just hope it's not the beginning of things to come. Perhaps we should all go out into the garden and do a rain dance. wink I did see a shooting star last night...wished very hard.

Try and keep cool Luigi. Thank you for stopping by to read my poem.

Jenny. xx

 

Submitted by marandina on

"recesses leading to burls

of fascination"

 

Contemplative, reflective, meditative. Conversations with local oaks are the best kind. Paul :)

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Many thanks for your kind comment Paul.

Our local oak tree is just down the road on a green, I always give it a hug as I pass, when nobody is around of course. wink There's a bench opposite too, so I can watch the squirrels, crows and pigeons that seem to be attracted to this fine oak.

Glad you enjoyed my poem and thanks again for sharing your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on

... as a poet, than writing true to oneself for good or ill;

You bring

Loveliness.

best to you

Lena xxx

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Your words in the comment were so kind. Thank you for reading Lena, there's a special place in my heart for nature and poetry. Glad you appreciated the sentiments behind this poem.

Hope you're managing to stay as cool.as possible.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Jenny

 

I like the idea of sharing feelings with a tree. I hope you are both more comfortable now.

Jean Day

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jean,

I've been spending a lot of time in my garden den conversing with nature, it's so private and peaceful, and such a wonderful release from the hot weather.

Thankfully it's slightly cooler today, time to do some cleaning and vacumning...there's so much dust built up over the heatwave.

Glad you liked the idea of me sharing feelings with a tree, some people find it strange, but that's okay I don't mind. 

You keep well and thank you so much for your comment.

Jenny. smiley