Maple

the tall maple is a shimmering yellow

the deep crunch beneath my feet

sounds mournful still

its twin to the left

was being gnawed at by rot

and had to be removed

since then I haven’t had the heart

to poach its sticky syrup

I will never forget the gasp escaping the earth

as huge sections of the trunk was felled

the house shook

Pat R

10/13/20

For dVerse Poets Pub… an interesting prompt this week where Sarah is hosting – Three little words. Stop by to read or participate here

My choice : Sticky. Left. Gasp

34 responses to “Maple

  1. This is powerful with grief encompassing nature. I loved these lines the most:

    “sounds mournful still

    its twin to the left

    was being gnawed at by rot”

    Such intriguing imagery you create, it’s stunning. Very well-written with lament and respect to the tree. It’s also saddening the trials that nature goes through in life or death, and it’s really evocative in this piece.

    Like

  2. Such a gorgeous maple, Pat, tall and shimmering yellow is a wonderful introduction, and I love the use of sound to express emotion, crunch and gasp. I am attached to the trees in our garden and felt the same when the bay tree had to go – but it’s making a return!

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s