Tri-tanka X – tall

3 of 7 for Tri-Tanka week

Majestic it stands
steadfast through the many years
Stoic and resigned
yet with aire of regal poise
absent of all arrogance

Resolute through change
Bereft of foliage it stands
through the winter months
sometimes bound to howling gale
or to frigid iron ice

Commanding an awe
insignificant I stand
and look up and up
to the majestic tall one
ever here and ever near

©Jemverse

Picture – ‘Hayase’ by Yoshida Hiroshi (1933)

The tree-monster’s tail

The tree-monster’s tail
stuck out of the ground
and though it was still
I made little sound
For there was no telling
and never a clue
what it would decide
and choose when to do
So erring on cautions
side I crept by
preferring instead
to let it sleep and lie
And the tree-monster’s tail
stayed still in the cold
as of course it long had
for many years told
But even though maybe
it was going nowhere
I didn’t tempt fate
as I passed by it there

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

New tree

Obi found a little tree
over by the fence
and as it had gone unnoticed
we all paid recompense
Obi ran around a bit
as we thought how nice it was
to plant a new tree in this place
for sustenance because
it really is a lovely field
so what could be a better way
to celebrate it being here
than this new tree today

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Photo – Jempics

The beauty of a tree

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Silhouetted in the sun
the tree in centre field
stands proud of the water
and looks out to the Weald

And out here east of Steyning
on this lovely winter day
I felt so glad to be alive
I shouted loud ‘hooray’!

Life is made for moments
like this, singular and free
especially when confronted by
the beauty of a tree

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Photo – Jempics

A reflection of winter

I caught an oak’s reflection
in a puddle Friday last
whilst walking in a field
by a tree that I went past

It reminded me that winter
on this chill November day
was close as from its branches
all the leaves had gone away

So I didn’t dilly dally
but paused there just enough
to ponder that reflection
of the tall oak there above

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Photo – Jempics

Little tree gone

We had a tree growing
out of the front wall
which I’m sorry to say had to go
For though it was fine
its roots had entwined
and had threatened the wall, don’t you know

So with a snip of my clippers
it was gone I’m afraid
though I captured it first with a snap
Now I’ll keep a brief
on the wall underneath
in case it decides to grow back

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Photo – Jempics

As a tree

1 of 3 in the ‘Tree’ series from Jemverse

Though I am a poem
I am often as a tree
spreading wide my branches
to the winds and fancy free
Sometimes I am majestic
growing strong and very tall
and other times I’m minuscule
insignificantly small

But whether reaching to the sky
or staying close to ground
you can be quite certain
I will spread my words around
For there are many synergies
as I guess you are aware
between me as a poem
and all the trees out there

So I’ll not waste my breath on those
keep the obvious sublime
although if you really push me
I’ll maybe share sometime
For now though I’m a poem
tall in stature like the tree
sharing a few lines with you
about the things I see

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Circle Tree

After the rain the
circle tree curled
its branches deep in the wood
Caught out attention as we passed
as to kindred spirits it should

And we paused and admired
and pondered and thought
and wondered at its design
Each giving a wink and a look that we knew
that this was ineffably fine

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Photo – Circle Tree, Fordingbridge, New Forest, Hampshire, UK – Jempics

Redwood

The tree was so majestic
and very, very tall
So when I stood beneath it
I felt very, very small
The mass of green above me
with branches spreading wide
overpowered my senses
and I felt small inside

I felt in awe and humble
in the presence of such might
with me so insignificant
so tiny and so slight
Yet here was no malevolence
as, whilst I gazed above
I felt the beauty of that power
embraced in arms of love

©Jemverse

 

The Purple Tree

The tree was purple, all lit up
in the middle of the night
Came across it suddenly
all shiny there and bright

Spent a good few moments
beneath its leafy boughs
In awe of its magnificence
emotions to arouse

Prince there of the woodland
the homage paid by this
illumination glorified
was beautifully amiss

©Jemverse

The purple tree was part of the ‘For the Birds’ experience at this May’s Brighton Festival. For more about that, see this.

 

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