The weeping Willows and the stronger Oaks… are my Legacy. My Son loved the Willows and gathered Acorns that fell from the Great Oaks. Nature is there for us… to give us Strength and Endurance. My daughter loves the Song 🎶 of the WhippoorWill … I love your Poetry… gently, Pat
you really shouldn't beat your good self up like that j. you should know by now, there are some bad folk who will always do that for you .. or could I be reading you wrong, maybe .. enjoyed regardless.
N.
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
2 Weeks Ago
I figure I could last three rounds with myself at best.
thanks, Neville,
j.
I have read this poem several times and find it leads me down different pathways, but the one which sticks concerns the second stanza and the one line
I did love all of you
and then
avoidance
avoidance
Clearly the past storms have had a huge impact if the choice is avoidance. I see those angry trees with their branches waving like sea anemonies in a flailing wind. Don't get that close, don't go there I find myself saying. Skirt round the edges but don't go into the eye of the storm. Relationships can make or break us J.
Chris
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
2 Weeks Ago
yes, skirt the edges...thank you, Chris...appreciate your visit and words,
j.
I read this few hours ago and I was falling asleep, literally I fell twice... lol I was so tired after a long day. now it's almost 3 am and have been awake since 1:30 am!! Sigh!! how "ridiculous" I can be :> anyway, before You too fall asleep, back to the main subject "your poem".
Love and life either breaks You, or strengthen You. Choose from this, to either let the storm defeat You, or You flood and flow with it, or as here... be wise enough from the start to avoid walking through it knowing it will not benefit You. When You change your perspective and attitude toward the situation, it changes. I see those trees as past loves, women, human, even your inner fears or your poems. when love wins, You win. Amazing how many areas I can go with this one Mr. J. Wonderful as always 💗
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
2 Weeks Ago
thank you for your insightful words, lightsong...
j.
Oh yeah that’s my kind of writing! And extra points for using tumultuous, one of my favorite words! I really loved that third stanza, I melted into it… then avoidance, avoidance!!!! Yes! I do that too! So relatable…excellent
not so ridiculous really to an open mind. whispers, avoidance. i used to watch the trees in my yard during storms - i actually felt their pain. not so ridiculous that poet really, more like honest and truthful as well should be. time moves on. the winds of change have ways of shifting direction oft times when least expected. they usher both storms and fair weather. weathervanes can turn well around. times moves on and we must along with it. at this point in my life i truly feel and understand this. wishing the wind to be at your and those trees strong backs ... :)
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..