Published October 13, 2011
I see you little tree, my friend
and all your splendid leaves.
And you can see me too i think
between your emerald eaves.
How is it that you fair, my dear
amidst the tow’ring pines,
Without the slightest company
apart from that of mine?
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It's amazing how much of a story you tell in just two stanzas. It's not necessarily a complex poem, but it's delivered with such intensity that you transform these eight lines into very insightful expressions. It's such a simple rhyming scheme too, but the effect is amazing! That final line
has an incredibly powerful effect. Almost like that used of Dorothea Mackellar in 'My Country', I just think that use of rhyme is amazing. Anyway, I love it completely, the message behind the words and the beautiful flowing lines, I just love. Well done to you, sir.I thought that was beautiful.
Mainly because it was about trees, and most probably because that is exactly what I do. I talk to trees. In a way, this is what I say. Even though I don't know it.
These words are magical, thank you.
I'm sorry if that didn't make much sense, but I cannot possibly even begin to express you my gratitude for sharing this piece with the world!
SORRY. I'M WEIRD. DON'T TAKE NOTE OF IT. Just keep writing! You rock!