Trees

           

                                                                         art by Allen Van Gasbeck

                        Sleepless,

                        I toss and turn

                        your dream still nestled beneath my pillow…

 

                        I remember the trees

                        once alive with leaves dancing on a sun kissed breeze

                                       now bare

                        in the chill of the imminent winter

 

                        approaching as quickly

                        as the icy wind

                         whispering through the lonely branches

 

                        An echo

                        where a kiss once flourished and leaves once danced

 

                        As empty now,

                                                 as I am empty of you

 

                        I pull my pillow to my breast…

                        Sleepless

Reviews

[Desert Knave]

Such a very stark comparison between the tree and the writer. Beautifully done. ~Jim

[willweb]

Wow, I'm not sure what else to say. This was beautiful. A bit somber but beautiful in its way. This reads like a whisper.

[Arundass TP]

A beautiful poem relating tree and life. Good work 👍

[Trace]

This poem reminds me of the trip l took to California to see the mighty Sequoia trees. In a forest of just plain ol pine trees and various others, there stands the giants. The strangest thing is how so many have been hit by lightning yet continue to grow stronger through adversity.
They say separation makes the heart grow fonder, l say it just make you lonely, like the trees that have lost their leaves. We know they will return in the spring, but missing them still doesnt make it easier waiting for them. You are a master at conveying images through your words

This is a masterpiece in that sense.
Huggs, Trace

[Lydia Shutter]

Such sweet memories and true romance expressed beautifully in this one, Julie. The honest emotion makes this one a winner. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Jewel.. A poem that captivates the Rapture of love.. even in Winter when you and the trees feel bare… there is still the beauty of blossoms held close to your breast. gently, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Gentle, kind and beautiful use of thoughts and words dear Julie.
"Hypnotizing eyes,
Sends passionate fires through him,
Yearning each other's love."
Yes, the dancing trees, the resting trees. They can steal our soul. Thank you dear friend for sharing the outstanding poetry for love.
Coyote