In the beginning
there was a strong oak
his arms held many families
birds, squirrels liked him the most
he had a woodsy voice
that caught on the breeze
carried far
over fields and streams
a young sapling
grew alongside
she was strong, willowy
and lithe
her voice was like springtime
all the year long
and the big oak
he loved her
sang her many a song
they grew near together
were entwined arm and arm
he was her strength
an ax came and struck him
hard on that day
his wood began to shudder
her arms began to sway
the ax man shook his head
he decided to cut the two
they had so grown together
nothing else
was he able to do
now he bears up a handrail
to a very important bridge
she holds his hands
as they in the forest did
Also “B” is in thanks to the founder/ idea originator of the A to Z challenge Arlee Bird. Arlee is not only an excellent writer but an encourager of other writers. I know he delights in meeting people during the challenge and during the year. Check him out over at Tossing it Out.
Photography L. Moon copyright 2013
Another chamber as the Nautilus fills….
What a beautiful poem and a really nice dedication to Arlee.
A-Z participant blogging from Elise Fallson
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Beautiful poem and photography. I’ve always suspected the trees possessed souls. This poem suggests the same.
Very nice “thank you” to Arlee. He is a wonderful encouragement, isn’t he? Very nice to “meet” you! Enjoy the challenge.
Jen
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I’m speechless, love your words, magic 😉
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Lovely imagery & poem! I really enjoy the story-ness of your words. Happy A to Z to you. 🙂 ~Tui
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Beautiful images artfully formed in words and pictures. Heartfelt?
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thanks / I loved the intertwining vines inspired a poem
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