One tree bare. The other considering giving up its skirts to the greedy wind as it teases and snatches at the green and gold gown, tattered and worn, ready for retirement as new garments hibernate, wait for spring sun.
Thanks everyone so much. Yes, I'm hooked on the form. It's just so much fun. I need to start a collection of them. Rhian, jealous, with your talent? Not. But you make me feel good about my attempts. Thank you.
13 comments:
It is a crime that some piece of clothing should be put away for a season, especially a dress like the one in your poem!!
I like it, interesting use of the form. Shaped like a tree. Cool
I agree with Ann. I like the form. And the imagery too.
Perfect! love this Carol!
you are simply brilliant at writing these type of poems.
i think i'm jealous.
yup.
i am.
It
was really
Nice and I like
it a lot. So I thought
I'd stop by and water your tree.
Thanks everyone so much. Yes, I'm hooked on the form. It's just so much fun. I need to start a collection of them. Rhian, jealous, with your talent? Not. But you make me feel good about my attempts. Thank you.
Thanks, Roscoe, for watering the poor tree. That will help her have an even lovlier dress next year.
This was great! I think I'm with Rhian :)
I like this! I just love this time of year. :)
LOL Roscoe! I too love your use of form. See how excited a bunch of poets can get over incorporating visual design into word painting? LOL!
I especially love:
'The other
considering
giving up its skirts
to the greedy wind'
That's really lovely, Carol!
Happy Monday; I'm about to e-mail you now.
Superb imagery! Love the form too. ;)
excellent imagery!
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