Thursday, March 13, 2014

Treescape

What Lies Beneath – Vandy Massey



Let all the dry and brittle
fall away,

you’ll green again.

I’ll climb you in summer,
hidden,

speaking poetry
to my own ears,

remembering the taste
of my own name,

letting all the dry and brittle
fall away,

to green again.



© 2014 Jennifer Wagner



For Sunday’s Featured Artist:  Vandy Massey at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads

16 comments:

  1. I really like this one - nice imagery too! Remembering the taste of my own name is my favorite part.

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  2. :) - we chose the same image. I love the title - wish I'd thought of it! And the repetition 'green again' yet used in different ways is brilliant, Jennifer ~

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  3. ah! such a comfort to know that spring is coming

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  4. mmm there is magic in this....love the touch on the cycle of life...but the intimacy in climbing them again and not forgetting your name....

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  5. Very timely with spring's arrival...I love the similes and analogies!

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  6. ooh...that was neat...I like how you will follow the trees cycle while perched amongst the branches. lovely.

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  7. This is lovely, Jennifer. I especially like

    "hidden,

    speaking poetry
    to my own ears,"

    I do it myself, and it is renewing - sans the climbing, of course. Though one's imagination can go there. Smiles.

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  8. Excellent poem, well written and so enjoyable to read.
    Yvonne.

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  9. This poem accomplishes so much as a whole! I love the way it circles back on itself, like the seasons, like life.

    I'm sorry it has taken me all week to get back to late entries on the challenge.

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  10. I love the repetition of "green again" ~ The seasonal change is coming, let our muse remember it once more ~ Beautiful piece ~

    Thanks so much for linking up Jennifer ~ Have a good weekend ~

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  11. Lovely feeling of rebirth in your words. Thank you

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  12. I love the sense of hope and faith in this poem. Wise words: Let all the dry and brittle fall away.

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  13. Speaking poetry to my own ears--

    Just a touch pf magic here

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  14. This is a gem of a poem. Simply gorgeous! I read it four times. I also loved the painting you chose, but I was on vacation in FL enjoying the beach - working on my "green". :)

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  15. I like this one a lot. Makes me excited for Spring.

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