Saturday, August 23, 2014

The Language of Trees



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Mariusz Oleszkiewicz
Hamadryad




there is a place i go sometimes 

where the trees have woven their branches

into the length of my spine

their leaves cushioning joints

creaking with age.

and from it

i found a language we share

based on the silent wishes of the heart

unspoken for so long

that they get lost in the neural determinants of bone and sinew.

and sometimes

when i am silent long enough

i wake to find their roots

gently cradling my legs

enrapt, like lovers

attuned.

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2014

posted for Poets United 





26 comments:

  1. smiles...beautiful connection to nature...i def love my trees, so i like the personification there in the end...them cradling you...that would be a very cool surprise...smiles...

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  2. Trees hold the wisdom and have witnessed everything!

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  3. the only place of comfort, solace and peace where we need to go and must go....

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  4. I love the imagery of this Audrey ~ May we always find their roots entangled with ours ~

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  5. The images you paint with your words are exquisite. Bravo my friend.

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  6. Such a vivid image you have created.

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  7. Like making love to a tree.. what a beautiful image.

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  8. Beautiful poem. Trees seem to possess a wisdom we lack while their roots and branches seem to connect both last and future.

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  9. There is a wonderful bond between trees and humans, Audrey; and your poem points this out clearly.

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  10. Oh, I have found yet another sister to trees...thank you,

    Elizabeth

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  11. This is lovely Audrey...ya know, one of my very favorite sounds is the sound of a light breeze rustling the leaves of a tree...

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  12. Beautiful. Humankind has a connectedness to the trees that fill and enhance and sustain their lives, and your words capture the organic quality and affinity of this primordial bond.

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  13. What a lovely connection to nature ~ beautiful interpretation of the image ~ I like the metaphor of the tree being a supportive force, cradling and strengthening the spine. :)

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  14. Great capture! The spine, the cradling--I Think this is true or it could be so.

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  15. How often trees have been a comfort in our hours of sadness.

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  16. ah, to bond with nature. :)
    great imagery.

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  17. when i am silent long enough
    i wake to find their roots
    gently cradling my legs

    How one can relate and reconcile with nature. It will be a respite from the rat race one faces. Nicely Audrey!

    Hank

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  18. And it is in those attained silences that the cradling becomes comfort, contentment, enlightenment.

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  19. Beautiful! I wish I could write poems as lovely as this!

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  20. That's a wonderful way to depict the harmony between humans and trees, though I'm curious about what you meant by 'neural determinants of bone and sinew'

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    1. Thank you for reading this one Roshni! Sometimes the words just come and they seem to work--That was the case here--I don't think there was a specific intent here

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  21. Intimacy with the ones we share our breath with. I see the human form in trees all the time, and other animal forms as well. I wonder if the trees see their forms in us, especially as we wrinkle and stiffen with age?

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