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Poetry
Tree Talk
By Kate
11 February 2007
Another seasonal poem from the four tall trees in my front yard.  It makes more sense if you read Romans 8 where it talks about the natural world also longing for the day when it will be free from death and decay.


We’re waiting too
Reaching icy fingers to eternal gray sky
Bearing winter’s white weight in empty arms
Creating laughter in the face of winter’s bitter banter  
Finding cold promise in sky’s star silence
Caught unawares by
An unexpected crow’s crass cackle
Some little boy’s scarf-muffled shout
Quick glimpse of morning sun
That window sill’s African violet
 

We’re waiting too
Slowly, silently it creeps in on it’s own schedule
Warmly, brightly calling us to play
Tenderly, tantalizingly awakening fall’s knowing
Trapped unwittingly in
Spring’s rise to hot, dry days of
Summer’s steady decline to
September’s orange, yellow, red remorse for
Season’s suicide cycle
 

We’re waiting too
Beneath dark soil and deep roots
Above blue skies and sun’s strength
Within winter’s grasp or spring’s thaw
Despite world-weary weather and time’s teeth
Eagerly anticipating
Victory’s shout, riotous revelation
Release from life’s curse, death’s decay
A new face, a new case, a new place
Slavery’s slain groan, freedom’s first glory

Reviews

Written by Marybarry (237 comments posted) 11th February 2007
A lovely poem. 
But if the branches are bearing snow then they are not empty??? 
 
Bearing winter's white weight, snow filled arms. 
 
..........................................Snow laden arms. 
 
'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''on our delicate arms. 
Marybarry 
 
It's your poem. 

Written by Talisker (1326 comments posted) 11th February 2007
More lyrical than the other one, again intelligent and not the gobbledegook we often get hereabouts. The same rejoinder about religion. 
 
Also, for me, overloaded with alliteration, which is a useful tool used in moderation. I suppose if you only have a hammer in your toolbox, you start to see nails everywhere. 
 
Not at all bad though. Promise-a-plenty, pity about the Christian pretentions. 
 
Oli :)

Written by Phil (6713 comments posted) 11th February 2007
Damn, he's done it again. Ditto Oli. 
 
This may or may not interest you. Your reference to Christianity in both of your introductions put me off immediately. I hate being preached at. This poem could stand or fall on its own without the introduction. Readers could take from it what they will. Your introduction steers them in a particular direction and hinders this. 
 
Phil. 

Written by Kate (2 comments posted) 12th February 2007
Nothing like throwing in a little religion to see how open-minded an audience really is! I know there's too much alliteration but I didn't know what to cut. Suggestions?

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