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Spontaneous write

our birch is grieving i can see
it does not stand in majesty
and though the sky is cloudless blue
green leaves are trembling in the sun
its leaves are whispering it’s true
its heart is heavy what say you
do you see through nature’s eyes
nature doesn’t tell me lies

this birch is crying for a friend
a neighbour in our garden fair
today our cypress meets an end
today it shows more majesty
than all the living trees that stare
upon sad branches now laid bare
today awaits the cruelest fate
tomorrow gone it won’t be there

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

I think of aging. I think of trees.

I think how it never gets easier but we get better at dealing with it. Over time we'd better accumulate tools to deal with nature, like a tree grows rings... shedding the bark may be painful but still a very important part of enduring the surroundings.

I've been drinking, so, I don't really know what this means or what I'm talking about.

[Chris Shaw]

We have wrinkles :) Trees have rings. Trees look better in old age, much better. Thank you Davidgeo. Hope you don’t have a hangover.

Chris

[Soren]

"do you see through nature’s eyes
nature doesn’t tell me lies"
So true and well said. The metaphor of the tree that tomorrow will be gone is a great one. The title or lack there of was well thought out. Another great write Chris

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Soren. I just couldn’t come up with a title. It was better left without one. I very rarely do that. I appreciate your thoughts here. All the best.

Chris

[Thomas W Case]

Superb as always. You paint a powerful picture.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Thomas for your continued encouragement. You are appreciated.

Chris

[DIVYA]

The birch shows such dignity in the face of mortality, standing so tall and majestic, shorn of its once regal crown of gold. That's how I imagine the tree, from your words, dear Chris. What a great lesson lies here for all of us, on the impermanence of earthly life, of all things of great glory. And like this birch, we must find beauty in acceptance and surrender.

Your words, as always, ring deep chords in my soul. They tell me of a poet who feels such spiritual oneness with Nature and brings her readers its lasting messages through beautiful symbolism and personification. I have no sufficient words to express my joy at reading your poetry again.

Sending you much love today!

[Chris Shaw]

Another beautiful review Divya. I feel the loss of this tree. Appx 85 years old, now felled and it has left a huge gap in our garden as well as my heart. On the positive side, there is more light and I have lovely memories of the 40 years it has been in my company. So pleased you are back with us. You have been missed.

Chris

[DIVYA]

All beautiful stories end at some point yet leave us with lasting memories. I'm sure the tree will live on in your spirit, dear Chris.
Sending you wishes for a lovely weekend! 💐

[poetgurl (Plainly Meg)]

do you see through nature’s eyes
nature doesn’t tell me lies

This is so intriguing here, one to definitely think on.
This is an interesting read. Much enjoyed this

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you poetgurl. I have lost a tree in my garden. I sense the other trees know because they are in close proximity. I appreciate you stopping by.

Chris

[Neville]

those new empty spaces need not always be filled at least not immediately, if indeed ever .. and though they are invariably mourned, as in absent friends, kith, kin or trees even .. treasure where they had once been and the light they now surely leave behind them ..

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Neville. The space is too big to ever fill. We are going to utilize the lowest part of the trunk and turn it into a garden table. On the plus side, there is light where there hasn’t been light:) Lots of lovely memories. I appreciate you.

Chris

[Betty Hermelee]

A very poignant poem which brings alive the birch as if we are looking at a dying person.... I am very attached to certain of our trees and when they look bare, it makes us sad, because we know time is short-lived for these beautiful creatures of nature....then they pass on...you wrote with such passion and sadness, which we all understand Chris...
Warmly, B

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Betty. It has left a huge empty space in my garden. Been there for about 85 years. On the plus side, we have more light and lots of lovely memories. So sad to lose a tree like that.

Chris

[Betty Hermelee]

I empathize.... You're very welcome Chris
Happy Weekend....
Warmly, B

[Kim S.]

Nature can be cruel as well as beautiful. I can feel your write, nicely presented.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you so much Kim. There is a huge empty space this morning. 85 years old and now gone forever. Beautiful memories though.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris… we inherited Land with Woods in Delaware… our favorite Trees were the Birch.. it seemed as though we were in Church to worship with a Choir of Chirps by gorgeous Birds. Now we have our Memories as the new Owners now Worship there… Amen, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Dearest Pat, this morning the empty space hurts, but it will soften and the memories will always fill that space. Thank you for your visit and sharing with me.

Chris 🌹