Sunday, November 28

Bug's Poetry Bus

There are multiple destinations on offer this time, but I couldn't resist the one which gave me a chance to wax lyrical, so my ticket will be for her third choice of route, for a Bug's Eye View of the scenery!


Unadorned
A pallid sky provides a perfect backdrop
for silhouettes of leafless branches. Black
and finely etched, trees' spirits dance
in the shadows of imagination.
Their summer ballgowns have long disappeared
and naked now, their beauty stands unclothed
but no less vivid. They reveal their souls
in ghostly shapes whose underlying promise
of latent rebirth will have until the spring
to gather forces before burgeoning.

17 comments:

  1. Yes, I can actually see those trees! Very vivid!

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  2. Promise of rebirth, promise of rebirth... If I repeat it enough perhaps I'll be less depressed about winter!

    This is lovely - and as Peter says I can easily see those trees...

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  3. As a tree-lover I like the extra life that you give them here, the possibilities.
    x

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  4. Fickle flighty trees. They can't decide what to wear or whether to go naked.

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  5. One of the things I love about this time of year is that with all the leaves down, we can see the HUGE nests the squirrels have built. Enormous wads of leaves stuck in big clumps...nothing elegant about them, but creative nonetheless. And something we'd never notice when the oaks are fully leafed out.

    Well done!

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  6. dormant spirits dance in the shadowlands...
    really nice, takes me all kinds of different places- trees are so amazing ! Thanks-

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  7. What a vivid little poem against that "pallid" backdrop of winter sky. I could almost hear the rustling of their dance.

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  8. Love it. Their summer ballgowns have long disappeared - great line!!

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  9. Some very beautiful ideas in there, enjoyed reading!

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  10. ballgowns! Made me leave the leafless scene and look back to wind swaying summer. Beautifully done!

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  11. Lovely imagery and I like the alliteration early on. Pallid is a great word. Nice one Mrs Jinks!

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  12. And now they each wear a white wedding dress, if your trees are anything like mine! I wonder where their bridegrooms are hiding?

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  13. I can see the unadorned beauty of the trees ~

    Nice one ~

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  14. A beautiful poem about one of my favorite subjects.

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  15. Very vivid poem! I love the imagery and the idea that their spirits are just waiting for a latent rebirth, to be clothed again. I love the mood of hope.

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  16. Beautiful! I love watching the trees change their seasonal clothing!

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  17. a vigorous image of winter. nicely done!

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