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Life Among the Trees

The trees endured the winter, now they play
in sun and showers, greenness leaps on high.
The earth replies with flowers, more each day,
exuberant with life - a bluebell sky.
The robin hides her nest between the shoots
that soon will blanket all with maple leaves.
The rabbit lies concealed beneath the roots,
a place for each, in order Nature weaves.
My dream persists - retreat to hinterlands,
untied from work, from evils found in town,
to turn from effort, set these idle hands
to chaining daisies, teasing out a frown.
The warblers sing of love in forest keys;
I yearn to make my life among the trees.

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  • Anna Emkah
    November 23, 2007
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    A very nice poem, but you knew that already!
    How can I critique a poem that has already won GOLD?
    I am sorry that you have not written anything new
    for this contest. If anybody has the skill to write
    a masterpiece it is you!
    Anna.


  • myrataal silver member
    September 4, 2007

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    Ah another Gold!

    Relatively new to poetry? No ways! You have been a word weaver forever!

    Absolutely beautiful -- I feel like dancing along the lines of your sonnet, singing its words at the top of my voice!

    Perfect.

    Love
    Myra


    • MargaretG
      September 4, 2007
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      Thank you Myra, my muse thanks you too. That one has been writing forever, certainly.


  • pattyann4500
    August 10, 2007

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    Congratulations, Margaret, on your gold. Obviously one well deserved by such a lovely piece. Hugs, Patricia


  • klassy lassy
    July 31, 2007

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    Margaret, this is just a lovely piece of spring and early summer, with an idyllic sense of beauty in the sonnet. The meter is nearly song-like, and you seem to move through the images, connecting them so effortlessly. It's real poetry, and I'm privileged to read it. ~ Karen


  • SusanL
    July 27, 2007

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    Me too?
    I would love the freedom we perceive our feathered friends to have.
    The leaves are always greener in someone elses patch.

    Oh but to dream is a delightful thing.

    You make these look effortless!


    • MargaretG
      July 27, 2007
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      Hehe, the actual writing is easier than figuring out what to say! Thank you Susan.


  • Legend silver member
    July 24, 2007

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    Such beauty in both words and image painted. I know little of sonnets but I can well See why a piece as beautiful as this gained its just reward A wonderful read Thank you

    • MargaretG
      July 25, 2007
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      I think that once you understood the form, you would not have difficulty with sonnets. Thank you for reading and applause, I'm very happy you enjoyed this poem.


  • passim silver member
    July 23, 2007
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    Wonderful imagery and a lovely sonnet Margaret. A worthy winner of the Gold.


  • Elfin
    July 23, 2007
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    Very well done Margaret this was well deserving of gold. Val

  • monkus
    July 23, 2007
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    nice one margaret.. well done..again it brought a smile to my ragged and cynical face!


  • kaibab silver member
    July 23, 2007
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    Congrats to you Margaret, wonderful work...I am lucky as I live in the woods with the bears...Rich


    • MargaretG
      July 23, 2007
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      Lucky man! I grew up in the woods and enjoyed it very much.


  • masterblaster gold member
    July 23, 2007

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    Hi, you took my breath away, there is passion in this write and that feeling transfers to the reader,I too would love to live in the middle of a wood away from everything, it is my idea of paradise, beautifully written and a pleasure to read.Di

  • ea silver member
    July 23, 2007

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    A musical person will pick up on what the keys are, not maple (acer) ones. I liked this one, of course, being a tree lover. It has a Swiss Family Robinson quality.


  • Elfin
    July 22, 2007
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    This is lovely Margaret, well done and good luck in the contest. Val


  • silica silver member
    July 22, 2007

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    Unless we dwell in forests of acer, I’m not quite sure what the forest ‘keys’ are more, than the single tree – perhaps an elusion to the magical unlocking of the sylvan glades… hmmmm. It seemed a tad contrived for one who is so… careful but then it is a fast sonnet and it tracks through the whole year with some alacrity! Others might spend a whole sonnet per season… or even moth (lol). Still a very impressive sonnet if written on the fly – good luck in the contest; and I would be interested to see this one if it is buffered to a higher polish…¿?

    • MargaretG
      July 23, 2007
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      Hehe, it's not a topic I usually address, but I got a special invitation. I have a few hours yet for tweaks.
      Good point about Acer and keys - but I was thinking about music, sung in a sylvan mode. Must see what can be done. Many thanks for your humour and kindness.

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