Tired Trees
I wrote this cinquain in response to Carol Varsalona’s invitation to contribute to her gallery Autumn Ablaze. Carol’s galleries are always full of gorgeous images and provocative language. Thank you, Carol for your inspiration and for your regular celebrations of poetry, community, and life.
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What a lovely poem. Thanks, Liz.
Thanks, Rosi!
The trees and I have a lot in common – you should see my floor right now! Great poem, Liz, it fits the cinquain form perfectly. =)
Me too! I think that’s probably what inspired the poem.
Perhaps we should have a cinquain party, Liz? This is a beautiful connection with the trees, those crumples are everywhere here, too!
I love the idea of a cinquain party.
That’s lovely Liz…these tired trees sound like my tired sixth graders in need of Thanksgiving Break!
We all need rest so we have the energy to try again and be creative.
Love your poem!!!
Thanks, Jama!
Ooh, this is nice — it reminds me of the work of poets as well… sometimes, one simply must fling it on the floor and lay one’s head down!
Yep. I’m not totally sure this poem is about trees…
I’m in love with this poem, Liz! Love the imagery!
Thanks, Penny!
Oooh. Wonderful metaphor. thanks for posting it so we could all smile.
Thanks, Sally!
Love it!
Thanks, Mary Lee!
Oh, I love this poem!
Lovely poem. I’m taken with the idea of trees crumpling up the old work and then writing anew.
Oh my goodness, but NaNoWriMo is making me feel just like those trees. Thank goodness for poetry friday, winging me sympathy in the season. Now I’ll smile at all those leaves as I rake.
So simple, and so true! Nicely done, Liz.
Trees writing for the future–lovely, bring them on, thanks!