Natures call hindered
in darkened storms embrace.
Pain and suffering painted,
silently upon my face.
Several still small voices,
carried within the wind.
Hallowed embers burning
gracefully across the end.
Wildfires haunt existence
of wooden beauties pride.
Lost to worries that unfold
with floods costly stride.
Winter, Spring Summer Fall
listen everyone.
Without the natural gift of trees
oxygen would be undone.
Plant and care for this honor
to breathe a breath untold.
Tomorrow holds fresh breezes
as the world takes truth to hold...
Author notes
Have not been penning much as of lately...So gave it a try with my muse on the run(lol)Written from the perspective of the tree speaking to the world...
God Bless
A contest entry
- Pic Prompt by Lil-Bit Crazy.
600 points, ended May 8, 2008, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Heavy Hearted !!!!
Comments
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well you did wonderful... great job thank you for entering in my contest.... and thanks foe sharing and good luck.....
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This is beautiful and so true
Your penning whisper such care for the earth and all about it .Bravo on this write
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