The last leaf on the tree,
that’s me;
the others left home,
forgot about me;
never write, never call –
once the tree was family,
once the tree was all.
I am the
last
leaf on the tree.
I’m a tree on an island
just watching the distant boats go by,
I’ve never spoken to them
they do not visit,
I don’t know why,
perhaps they are shy.
And I’m so lonely here on my own
Just me, my leaves, my branches
and the fruit that I’ve grown.
I’m the tree that grows the golden apples
and my branches are oh so full
Nobody knows
and nobody cares;
if they did all my branches would be bare
I’m the tree that grows the golden apples
on an island in the middle of the sea.
New Forest Poetry 10-10-2015
The tree that fell
It wasn’t well
It lost its grip
Began to slip
And…
Sad to tell
It lay on the ground murmuring –
A sad sight
Quite profound;
Whilst all around
Were none to see
The tree
Fall
Without a sound.
Posted in Hampshire, New Forest, Trees, Woods
Tagged #Fallen, #forest, #newforest, #Tree, #Woods
New Forest 08-08-2015
Tall and free
Fallen tree
Came down to earth
With a bump, you see
One minute fine
The next one arrived
Russian Roulette
Which trees survived
From sideways on
The forest seems changed somehow
What was then
Just isn’t now.
Posted in Fallen Tree, New Forest, poem, Poetry, Tree
Tagged #FallenTree, #newforest, #Tree, Poem, Poetry
New Forest, Hampshire
I fell out of the ugly tree
Hitting ‘all’ the branches on my way down
‘That’ is why ‘I’ am looking a little dishevelled
And am wearing a frown.
Posted in Hampshire, New Forest, Tree, Ugly Fruit
Tagged #hampshire, #newforest, #Tree, #UglyFruit
Fallen Tree in the New Forest
A tree fell in the woods
And I didn’t hear a thing;
I wasn’t there to hear it
That’s if it indeed it made any noise…
…at all.
Did it cry out in anguish
Upon its altered state?
Did it have forebodings
That came, but far too late?
Does it lay here now
Sentient and hurt?
Or is it just decaying
Slowly akin the dirt
Of a mess of bark and limbs and trunk, and…
Has its life-sap dried;
All its nature drunk?
A tree fell in the woods
You can hear the echoes still…
Posted in Hampshire, New Forest, Tree, Walking, Woods
Tagged #Fallen, #FallenTree, #hampshire, #newforest, #Tree
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