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O, Tree. I know the quiet ache
of leavings,
shedding selves.
I, too, have felt
bruised, used.
O, Ocean. I feel your heartbeat
under my own skin,
the ebb and flow of spring.
The scorch of sun.
The pull of moon.
O, Earth. I hold the buzz
of bee in the bumbled cage of my un
-quiet heart, this strangled birdsong
behind my own tired teeth.
Sorrow comes
with the knowing;
our bruisings,
our misusings.
For today, I will raise my arms
and float, let my voice fly
on fluid wings.
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An attempt at ecopoetry, with gratitude to Grace over at dVerse.
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Oh De, this is perfect! Especially love “let my voice fly on fluid wings.”
Beautifully put ❤
Lots of love,
Sanaa
I simply love how you have expressed this feeling of nature inside… of sharing and being one.. so many great internal rhymes here, adding to the total
De, you have captured so well the oneness we share with nature. This, for me, reads like a prayer. Very strong poetry. Exquisite.
I agree with Victoria – exquisite. And this is how our relationship to nature should be – a prayer, an identification with share feelings, a merging of human, nature, spirit. Lovely. As usual, your word smithing is spot on.
Wordsmith, matriarch, mother earth, poet–all superb & essential. A strong & lovely & true reflection. Your fifth stanza is terrific, every word of it.
I especially love the under-layers that can be seen when you dress her down a bit.
Love the personification with tree, ocean and earth ~ This is a powerful prayer and this part moved me:
Sorrow comes
with the knowing;
our bruisings,
our misusings.
This is perfect De 🙂
oh, you’ve made us all “feel” .
well done!
I love that you address the earth, the tree, the ocean. I think if we picture ourselves communicating with them we will feel much more empathetic to their plight. Indeed how we abuse and misuse!
Oh my goodness, I can’t tell you how much I adore this poem. Yes, you made us feel.
Wow. This poem is wonderful. I love the end, I love it all. Your words meshed beautifully to give a sense of nature within us and of hope. Just Lovely!
Beautiful! Powerful images. “let my voice fly / on fluid wings,” fantastic! Thanks for the smile in my heart. Cheers!
Yes, you make a very good point I think. Relating our own pain to that felt by the Earth is a way of identifying with it and developing greater awareness.
The alliteration in the stanza about the bee was so amazing I had to read it three times ☺
I love the gentle yet powerful message and how you shared your own pain and trials with the Trees and Oceans…and your heartbeat. There really is no separation between us. Beautifully stated.
There is a quiet ode-like rhythm in your poem, which soothes the pain of the message.
I love the rhythm of this……in addition to the words. I’m especially glad for the very positive decision to soar at the poem’s end. It is, after all, a personal decision that is needed….as one plus one plus another and another, deciding to soar….and that shall make the difference. Beautiful.
I can only liken this work to a tiny box of jewels. Exquisite.
‘O, Tree. I know the quiet ache
of leavings,
shedding selves.’
I connected the ‘Tree’ with ‘leavings – (leaves)’ Was that intentional?
Absolutely. Always.
Thank you for your stunning metaphor, and kind words.
So poignantly put with such a mix of nature and feelings.
Your poem causes me to draw a deep cleansing breath, de. SO amazing. ♥
More Nature
iN uS SinGs
wE SonG
Free..:)
Totally liberating…. beautiful!
love this identification with Nature…”our bruisings, / our misusings”…..sigh…
“For today, I will raise my arms
and float, let my voice fly
on fluid wings.”
A sensitive, positive ending after the soulful identification with nature. Lovely.
Beautiful sync with nature. They can’t even brood!