To a Cherry Tree

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Mon, 16 Feb 2015
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8 comments
 
Your limbs – stripped bare...
trunk, so slim, so delicate,
lichen encrusted, awaits
the spring with trepidation,
 
even though – way past, 
as we are, both – fruit-bearing age...
 
yet, right beneath you – springs  
a snowdrop from the soil 
wherein your roots and spirit lie,
buried deep. 
 
I wonder if you longed
to see snowdrops again
as you patrolled the sands
of Basra ... 
 
passing children –
village elders, women,
looking at you,
and then looking away, 
 
and if you dreamt of me – 
of us...this garden, picking
cherries from our tree...
 
imagined our curtains
flirting with the breeze
from an open window...
 
the slip and the slap 
of the jam in a pan
as I stirred it on the stove
 
then poured it into jars –
Made with love – Summer, 2003
for when you came home,
 
in your coat pocket,
a harmonica...
a handful of fags – 
 
scrawled on the pack, 
a song, just for me,
and, the then, little girl
laid daffs at your feet...
 
wherein, today,  new life
springs...sweet.
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Comments

Submitted by london_calling79 on

You tell stories so well through a series of pungent images.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Thanks, lc79...a bunchsmiley

Tina

 

Submitted by VeraClark on

Delicately told through lush imagery.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

My sincere thanks to you, Vera...and I trust all is well with you smiley

Tina

 

Submitted by pumadelta on

hi there....loved the way you seemlessly executed this poem...well done on the cherry.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

More than appreciated, pd.  Thanks, so very muchsmiley

Tina

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

I enjoyed your images, Tina. But I am slow on some unfolding, so can I ask, - is it that the soldier died, and has his daughter now become a mother? Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Spot on, dear Rhiannonsmiley, and I love it that you're interested enough to ask.  I respect that, so much. Many thanks.  And by the way, 'slow', is certainly not an adjective I would use when describing your good self.smiley

Tina