some eyes would see trees as weeds
bothersome rather than beautiful
lost to an indifferent lexicon
these the disconnected
disaffected souls drifting
through life feeling
little to nothing of why they are here
how their place in the scheme
corresponds to a purpose
deliberate not predetermined
no story of destiny
rather a tale of design
willful choice to engage with the vibrant
invigorant features of nature
to join the esthetic community
drawn into compact with all living things
shared of that quickening spark
what man loves or demeans in himself
he will love or demean
in his fellow creations
such is the power possessed in each heart
absolute in its truth
that will render this world
filled with trees or with weeds
As ever the master of metaphor – as ever, superb
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as ever, cheers
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Lovely, just lovely!
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thanks kindly
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Your imagery is very strong. It’s easy to see and feel the struggle people have between self and nature. Enjoyed this very much!
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appreciate that very much
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Reblogged this on just A voice and commented:
some eyes would see trees as weeds
bothersome rather than beautiful
Perspective. “As a man thinks in his heart, so he is.” Prov. 23:7
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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Lovely way to start my day…Thank You 🙂
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that makes me smile
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Actually I see all things created – trees & weeds – as parables that point us to the Creator . . . The question is: Do we have eyes with which to see them? Or not . . .
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me, too – I not only see the weeds – but many figure prominently in my ancestral peasant cuisine
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So beautiful, thank you for sharing it with us.
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much appreciated, Liz
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Reblogged this on OUR POETRY CORNER.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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Most Welcome Always!
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WOw…a different view 🙂
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I appreciate that
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A thing of beauty– a joy forever to use Keats’ words.
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you are very sweet, ellen
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I love trees. I love this. Glad I found your blog!
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thanks kindly – welcome to my world
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Reblogged this on It's hard and it's scary and commented:
Like I said: I love trees. I love this!
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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You’re welcome!
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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Really like this
The flow of the first half is incredible; akin to very cleverly constructed rap/beat poetry lyrics
Excellent
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I sincerely appreciate your generous comments, joseph
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