njoying reading each of these. It's interesting all the various interpretations. I can report my wife liked hers. She is home sick and vomiting. I took our boys to church. Blessings to you all!
The blackness of night disappears behind the firey sky. Silluetting the tree in the flames burning on high. Beutiful sky hails the day has begun with burning sun,of joy to come.
Lost Love
For first light, it bring new insight, on this bittersweet new morn
A new day of refection’s, of time we were together, the pain of our separation
The time spent by the old dying tree, the same old tree those years ago, we both gives our vowels of love to thee
Now as I sit here looking upon that old dying tree
The light of the rising sun seeps through the barren branches
Just like the pain of our lost love now seeps through me
The days are long now that you gone
The nights bring no peace of mind, just sleeplessness
As I sit here tears fall from my face and land upon your grave
It’s been so long since you left myside, my heart cannot hide the pain inside
My love for you is undying, and I hope to soon be with you, for like this old tree, we both, will soon be passing
So my beautiful love soon will stand together hand in hand
Near a young growing tree, the warm sun will be shaded over us as we give each other a gentle Kiss
Behind sunset
stands a tall vision,
vision from sunrise
dream,
behind sunset is a
glorious dusk,
man ruminates about
his day,
behind sunset comes
another day,
when life gives
new opportunity,
behind sunset are
thoughts about morrow,
that trouble man.
And behind sunset
Are issues generations
never solve.
Gazing upon the sunset
I feel small
Some may say, but you are a tree
Your roots grow deep
Your branches are far reaching
Yes, but
Gazing upon the sunset
I feel small
I am not just a tree
I am strong
I am bold
I am happy
I am life
T o drink in the beauty of this
H eroic symbol of the
I nfinite reach of
N ature and life
K eeps us grounded
P ause, pay homage
E mbrace the
A wesome power and
C omfort of life
E very day and #THINKPEACE
A druid
Alone in the forest
I face the dawn
At one with nature
I cast my spells
To bring forth
And herald spring
Their budding roots
The aromatic odours
Of dense fertile plants
Giving birth to crops
Letting my people prosper.
But Still
Shadows cast late evening sun,
Rest well little ones the day is done.
Tendrils of limbs outstretched in flight,
Beware the demons that come in the night.
The shadows form many figures, oceans that taunt,
They will drive you insane, your mind they haunt.
Sleep now. Only visions. They are not real,
You lie there looking through the window…but still.
© Cynthia Clark
This Tweeted Poem Differs from the Later Longer Version
Buried alive in this hole
for defying gods
who do not like
mortals
speaking a personal language and
loving their own way,
I lit a fire under their tiny, angry feet.
I will do it again
when I get out of this
beautiful hole
because for a moment
the tree blocks out the sun.
My favorite moment is when the tree blocks out the sun
Buried alive 21 days in this hole
for defying gods
who do not like
my friendship with
mortals
who speak their own language
and love their own way.
For lighting a fire under the feet of the righteous,
I suffer an eternity
to assuage injured pride.
My favorite moment unfolds as
the tree blocks out the sun.
Again and again l will befriend to defy
when I get out of this
beautiful hole.
njoying reading each of these. It's interesting all the various interpretations. I can report my wife liked hers. She is home sick and vomiting. I took our boys to church. Blessings to you all!
The blackness of night disappears behind the firey sky. Silluetting the tree in the flames burning on high. Beutiful sky hails the day has begun with burning sun,of joy to come.
Proposal
Beneath our tree I kneel before you
my hesitation as brief as a moment
yet stretching out wide like branches
spread out above our silhouetted forms
draped in golden sunlight.
It was here while the sun set--where I asked
and you answered, after a scream escaped--
that we began our journey together. I slipped
the ring on your finger, looked into the depths
of your eyes, and let the tumble of words
guide our lips together, sealing the "yes"
with a kiss.
The Sun sets in all its golden glory
Behind a tree stood tall and proud, it's fingers stretching out welcoming each and everyone of us to see
Mother nature in all her glory
Sunrises behind an autumnised tree,
And water rises in my eyes, another morning of uimited sighs, haunting memories like a red sky, always besieged, never say goodbye