A poem to offer, c/c's?

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Empty Forest 

I stand, forlorn 
My branches vacant
My leaves browned at the tips
Swaying limply in quiet breezes
My trunk firm, steady, never moving
Many a storm it has stayed rooted
Many a frost-bitten wind gust it has continued.

Looking at me, I am not much
A gray-barked tree
Making up a forest of just one soul
Linger a while, listen to the foretelling winds
You may hear Tempest coming, 
Her winds wicked whips
Her rain ice-bullets
And I am just a lonely tree.

I don’t know if you pity me
Or if you sneer,
You can only see my dying limbs
Bobbing in the quiet before a hurricane
But my bark is just a tough skin
A callus all trees form
But inside sap waits to ooze out of the cracks

But, I am just a waiting tree
Bark sealed
Leaves wilting
Branches hanging
Sap drying up.

? · Accepted Answer

every time i see a tree i will think of this maybe not every word but i will remember reading it..:)

cassie58 · Answer

This is a pleasant poem to read, with lovely wintery imagery. You could write another poem in the spring, as your tree bursts into life. That would be another pleasing write. Thank you for sharing

Anonymous · Answer

The tree in winter, waiting, awaiting spring renewal.  This is like a tender painting of life itself, at the end of life, when transmigration is at hand.  I enjoyed this very much, thank you for sharing it.

. · Answer

Poor tree, but it is just resting, taking a nap until spring. Nice ink in yer pen this day!

Anonymous · Answer

So beautiful... I feel like I can see the tree morphing...

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the last lines are so beautiful.as a whole it is a good poem with fantastic images.

autumlovr · Answer

beautiful poetry writer!!!!  perfect imagery of this cold chilling winter

Anonymous · Answer

a nice metaphorical look at humanity...pain is seasonal

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A poem to offer, c/c's?

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