On Trees and Life
watch the storm
watch the tree
tree came down
tree crashed
crashed in the street
crashed near car
car parked
parked near power lines
lines came down
lines in the street
street poles down
street poles damaged
damaged lines
damaged poles replaced
replaced now
replaced and power
power restored
power saws
saws made logs
saws tidied up
fast forward one year
one year ago half a tree
tree did not flourish
tree rest was felled
felled tree with tears
felled but for the stump
stump is last reminder
stump a podium
podium to stand on
podium to sit on
on with the task
on with a replacement
replacement tree planted
replacement takes years
years without the shade
years of waiting
waiting for taller tree
waiting for shade
shade and sunshine
shade and water
water daily
water in the morning
morning fog
morning mist
mist the tree
mist the leaves
leaves delicate
leaves of green
green
delicate
Dr. Mary Ann Niemczura 
Liebe Mary Ann,
eine gelungene wunderschöne literarische Darstellung die Du diesesmal veröffentlichst.Bewunderswert ist Deine Vielseitigkeit Dinge des täglichen Lebens darzustellen .Ich bin begeistert.
Alles Liebe und Gute für Dich und deine Familie.
Liebe Grüße aus Cologne
Dein Arno
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Lieber Arno,
Nochmals vielen Dank für so gute Worte in Deinem Kommentar. Natur und Poesie scheinen zusammen zu gehören. Es ist immer traurig, einen Baum zu verlieren, aber so ist das Leben. Wir fingen jetzt wieder an, einen Baum zu pflanzen und hoffen, dass es so stark und gesund wird, wie wir es unseren Kindern wünschen, wenn sie wachsen. Alles Gute für Euch. Ich wünsche ein schönes Wochenende mit Sonnenschein und Musik gefüllt.
Deine Mary Ann 🙂
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Mary Ann, a beautiful post tracing the loss of the older tree and the arrival of the sapling…an interesting poetic form which works so well here.Hope you’ve been safe during this autumn’s storm. How are the rest of your family faring….I think you have a niece in the Caribbean? Hope she and her family are safe and well. Xx
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Annika, everyone is safe. Thank you for thinking of us. The form of the poem is the blitz poem you introduced me to some time ago. It works for quickly putting my words down. When I gaze at the sky sometimes, words tumble out, and I don’t always have means to record them. So once per week, I try to record thoughts in my blog. It is still hot summer weather until the end of the week. Such is Upstate New York! Meanwhile, grow, little tree! Have a great week! 🙂
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I’m so glad all are safe! 😀 The level of destruction is unprecedented and goodness knows how long it will take for things to return to even a semblance of normal. I did recognise the format and what a wonderful idea to write it regularly! Oh, the tree will grow no doubt and soon enough provide shade for you all once more. Happy sunny weather…we had one glorious hot Sunday which was bliss! Just grey and cool now…grrr…
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Annika, send me some of your weather. I love hot sunny days but not the humidity. I used to try several different poetry formats and am open to them. Whatever the spirit moves me to write, is what you get! Thanks for keeping in touch! Love to hear your thoughts.
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