Fallen Leaf

Gold cherry

By D Marie

Sat, 12 Feb 2022
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The trees gently rustle and shimmer
with all the time in the world.

If it were possible, I would give up my life for a place among them.
I'd sink my feet deep into the soil
and grow a new identity.

The sun would keep me warm.
My roots would keep me watered.
The birds would come to land on
my outstretched arms.

But after what's happened
the trees won't have me now.

And who can blame them?

Certificate U
Poem
Spiritual
Biography
Nature

Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

You convey a picture of rest away from the pressures.

But surely then a metaphor of the kind of acceptance and peace and haven we can have with God, still offered whatever we have to confess or experience. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by D Marie on

It is a metaphor. I find it easier than saying out right my beliefs. Not sure why?

Thanks Rihanna x

 

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Picture Credit: "Forest Floor - Pentax Espio 738 with Expired Kodak ISO 800 Film" by Logos: The Art of Photography is licensed under CC BY-NC 2.0

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Submitted by D Marie on

I have loads of forest photos don't know why I didn't use one?

Thank you for pick of the day x

 

Submitted by Kris on

Ms. D....

I'm not so eloquent in poetry and written finesse as you are....

So I'll just come out and say as it inspires me..

(your work, sucks me right in and takes me there, see it at times live it)... if that makes sense....

Maybe its that connection with nature and the elements I feel in your work.

For sure the artistry of flow with words......