Against The Odds

Against The Odds

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw

On Windsor's bank a sapling grows,
straight-backed and graceful light on leaf.
A slender willow yet to weep,
supportive stakes, no sign of grief.

Ten paces to her left resides
a hollowed bole, two metres wide,
where once a mighty willow bowed
and dipped its tresses sweeping green
into the waters cooling flow.

I do not know what fate ordained
or why or how this tree was felled.
Today I heard it call to me.
'Don't fret or grieve for me', it said.
'Look closer at my roots where shoots
will prove I live, I am not dead'.

© 2018 Christine Anne Shaw


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Beautifully penned, as always Chris, and I hope you had a nice time over the christmas period...or a drunk one...or both :)
I see a lot of felled trees up here, as well as damaged ones being removed near the canal paths, and it always makes me feel a little sad, in a "got no respect for their elders" kinda way.
I dont know about down your way, but I was surprised to find out that it isnt the normal diseases causing this, like dutch elm, but they are being removed for environmental reasons.They are leeching all the industries of the pasts excesses back into the waterwaus and being replaced by young and unpolluted versions. Sad sight, the young replacing the old. You'll find that out some day :)
Ps...admit it, that was smooth :)

Posted 9 Months Ago


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Christine Anne Shaw

9 Months Ago

That was indeed smooth Lorry. You'll go far :)) Had a good time over the Christmas break. My glass w.. read more
Lorry

9 Months Ago

I heard you all whem n I was crossing the tarmac. Felt like the beatles, until I got tasered for tre.. read more
Christine Anne Shaw

9 Months Ago

:) …..…........



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Chris,

Right from the romantic English poets of the early 19th Century. I hope you don't plan to drown while sailing in a storm!!! You know . . . that Shelley guy!?

Tom

Posted 9 Months Ago


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kentuck14

9 Months Ago

I will. thx.
Christine Anne Shaw

9 Months Ago

Oops that read more is computer generated Tom. Not me being cheeky. I am more than grateful for your.. read more
kentuck14

9 Months Ago

Hey, that's what this site's for!
Very motivational and inspiring is the message of hope and tenacity of nature that I receive from your words here. And I marvel at your observational skills and knack for storytelling, putting them to such amazing use. Your poetry has such variety, it’s a delight to read every time. My compliments to you dear Chris!

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

9 Months Ago

I try to find interesting and varied subjects to write about DIVYA. It pleases me that you think my .. read more
DIVYA

9 Months Ago

It’s always I pleasure and I love the takeaways from every poem of yours, dear Chris 💕
I always enjoy what's underneath so this intrigues me. It spoke to me of fortitude and always making it thru. As always well put together with a fine rhythm. Thank you for sharing!

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

9 Months Ago

Many thanks Ranger for your visit. Happy New Year to you.

Chris
Really enjoyed this. I can relate to the salix holding onto the bank side as where I walk my dog the river is lined with them all overhanging the water. Thanks for sharing

Posted 9 Months Ago


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Christine Anne Shaw

9 Months Ago

I love walking by the river too George. Thank you for taking the time to read.

Chris
George David Hope

9 Months Ago

No problem. Haven't had the chance to do much reading or writing due to the Christmas period. Hoping.. read more
Christine Anne Shaw

9 Months Ago

I hope you find the time George.
Mother Nature only seems cruel if you apply "human" qualities and standards. We wring our hands when the tiger eats the baby antelope or the slow, aged former matriarch of the herd, but when only the strong survive, all living things--plants and animals/insects/reptiles, etc. benefit. Only humans demand a say and try to bend their environment to their shallow and self-serving desires.

I suspect the original tree gave way to the younger one because there is a greater need for the shelter and potential food source (small furries,insects, whatever) that the original could not provide or sustain. There is order in chaos, whether we "see" it or not.

Dang it! I wasn't going to get all deep and s**t this evening--had plans to watch cartoons and read a random pieces to get my "sea legs" back (I've been away for a while)but this is probably the fourth thought provoking piece I've read and now the neurons in my brain are snappin' and poppin' like downed power lines. And potentially as dangerous...soooooo, I'm outta here. Gotta a hot date with an episode of Tom and Jerry (yup, old school) before I retire.

Oops! *ahem* This piece read effortlessly, although this ugly American had to look up "bole", and the flow is seamless. Favorite line:

"A slender willow yet to weep,
supportive stakes, no sign of grief." Elegant but concise.

Posted 9 Months Ago


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Christine Anne Shaw

9 Months Ago

Pleased to meet you Carol. I thank you for your visit and your thoughtful response. Much appreciated.. read more
Beautifully penned!
It explains the dynamics of life and a strong will... I empathize and correlate this masterpiece.
Sneh

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

9 Months Ago

Thank you Sneh for your very generous review. Your visit very welcome :)

Chris
Sneh

9 Months Ago

You're welcome Chris!
So beautifully written Chris. Your sweet, lyrical words are woven with a melancholy thread of sadness at the plight of living things falling prey to a heartless, faceless reaper. Touching use of personification of the sapling growing strong in the shadow of the felled Weeping Willow, and also of the Willow speaking to herald her resurrection. I love the purity, flow, rhyme, pristine language and the hope expressed in this most stellar write. Kudos to you my friend.


Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

9 Months Ago

Dear Annette, you really give such wonderful reviews. Not only are you gifted at writing poetry, but.. read more
I love this. Your rhythm is on point. It has a nice melody to it. A good balance of ups and downs.

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

9 Months Ago

Many thank yous Casey. Pleased to see you visit. All good wishes.

Chris
tis amazing how nature has this capacity to survive and to overcome the accumulative stresses associated with situations, circumstances and events that it must face during the course of its natural lifetime... those tiny roots and shoots are our future Chris... a luverly poem if I may be so bold.... N

Posted 9 Months Ago


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Christine Anne Shaw

9 Months Ago

Neville, I can:t tell you how delighted I was to see those shoots springing out from what appeared .. read more
Neville

9 Months Ago

allow me madame.. :)
Beautiful poem Chris. I must admit, it is sad when trees are uprooted and cut down. To make way for this and that. When nature and trees do so much good for the environment and air in general.

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

9 Months Ago

Thank you Dawn. I've become a bit of a tree hugger in my more mature years. What a contrast from whe.. read more

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Berkshire, United Kingdom



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Have been at Writerscafe for a year now, so pleased I made the change to posting my work here. Have loved reading poetry all my life, but never wrote my first poem until I hit 40. I wish now that I.. more..

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