Weirwood;

Weirwood;

A Poem by Jimi Brady
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Blatantly inspired by 'A Song of Ice and Fire', the book series.

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              Ghostly faces in the olde bark,
      Rubies of sap running red and dark
                                   White and grey as ashen snow,
                         Fingers curling gnarled like olde bone. 

                              Palm pressed against the grain 
                                               Of an obelisk, a monument
                      Silhouetted against the the sky again,
My hands as cracked as the tree they had met so well with.


                                             So I knelt hand on knee
Whispering a promise and a prayer to the graying tree,
                             Requiescat in pace I said to its grace
                            As my eyes met darkened earth,
                             Consciousness seeking a higher place,
The olde gods, the deadwood, and a colder hearth
      Where I decanted his name as I looked upon his face.  

© 2013 Jimi Brady


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"Whispering a promise and a prayer to the graying tree,"

This part totally reminded me of The Giving Tree.


(In a good way.)

But, of course, I'm going to have to agree with everyone else. Your imagery-- amazing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Absolutely wonderful imagery, descriptive words spot on, I loved this piece

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Jimi Brady

8 Years Ago

Thank you so much. :)
creativequill

8 Years Ago

Anytime :)
Very powerful words and imagery, fellow musician!
liked very much

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Jimi Brady

8 Years Ago

Thank you, sir!

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