This trail was made for such as me
Who’d sometimes like a woods to see
Though urban sidewalks faithfully
May lead me on elsewhere.
Without the leaves my sight can go
Between the bony branches so
I look about. Beyond them show
Home-bound streets out there.
Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. Last weekend the maple leaves were brilliant. Although most of those leaves fell, as I expected they would after the brief snowstorm, some remained on this cloudy, cold Saturday which was warm enough to melt the snow. That made me smile.
Today darkness seems square like an evergreen against a maple in fall and brightness looks circular like a flower’s bloom. I may see them differently tomorrow, but they blend together cosmically like joyful austerity, like getting unexpected things right, like warm and cold.
This past week the weather has shown how awesome autumn can feel, fitting itself in between summer and winter. It made me smile. The weather got it right.
Inside the oak it’s rich with rings,
Ringing without sound.
Richly rests this oak that clings
Still soundlessly on ground.
The poem illustrates the figure of speech known as a polyptoton where a root word is repeated but not exactly such as “rings” and “ringing” or “rich” and “richly” or “sound” and “soundlessly”. I will be featuring polyptoton on dVerse on October 24th.
The past is holding me in place.
The present sets me free.
The distant future’s smiling face
Lies past this tulip tree
And past the trunk of this great oak
With distance calling me.
Live that future. It's today
Returning smiles the future gave.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme ” A Vision of Tomorrow/Through the Eyes of Yesterday”. Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. My smile this week comes from having the opportunity to write this poem. Also linked to dVerse Quadrille where Merril is hosting with the word “set”.