Half dead trees

20 09 14 002

Crisp lying under oak trees where they grew,
Their veins dead rivers where the sap ran through,
Some green and waiting silently in haze
Of morning. To go this way, with such a grace

These leafs, as found in poems. I did find
Old trees with life and death, a different kind,
Combining past and present in one branch
That knows to bleed out life yet never stanch.

I hear the sound of death in cracks near me,
An owl is closing eyes so not to see
A leaf now captured in a spider’s web
While Autumn kills it in it’s fading ebb.

This is the place where time is made and dies;
A wood where one can hear the branches’ cries.

I took the photo in the woods, Terschelling, 19 September 2014. And that tree is not an oak πŸ™‚

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Comments on: "Half dead trees" (13)

  1. This is the place where time is made and dies;
    A wood where one can hear the branches’ cries…
    Beautiful! Forest, trees… and poetry are as enchanted as enchanting…

  2. Oh, this is wonderful, Ina! Sometimes a simple (and obvious, although perhaps only to the poetic eye and sensibility) line like “Old trees with life and death” can really express so much about the reality and mysteries all around us. Again, the parallels of nature and humankind are profound. XO ❀

    • Thank you very much Diane πŸ™‚ trees have always played a part in myths, I suppose for just that reason! xx ❀ (or should I say, we like to remember the "illusion" of trees being mythical…)

  3. You have captured that sense of passing which autumn brings so well

  4. The line for me happens right up front, just like a good novel that opens with a powerful opening chapter:

    Their veins dead rivers where the sap ran through

  5. Beautiful Ina! Very profound and moving poem about life and death and the great part tress play in the whole scheme of things. I feel sorry for this tree though!! But that’s just me; Im crazy! Lol L&H xx

  6. A wonderful piece which can be interpreted in many ways too! From a sufi perspective..the decay of ones ego perhaps πŸ™‚ The life of the soul and death to ‘I’
    Beautiful! πŸ™‚

  7. You are stronger and braver than you think. ❀️ Xx

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