Trying so desperately
to catch my breath.
I am soaking wet,
drench half way dead.
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Kim Barney, Wow... 200, trees how sad. I hope the neighborhood is able to replenish their loss in the future. I am sorry about your roof and the side of your house. These mother nature natural destruction, can be scary most of the time. I wish you good health and lots of financial blessing for you and your family this year 2016. Thank you for sharing with me😊
Our neighborhood also lost many trees that year. Over 200 pine trees were lost just along the main street of town alone. I lost the top half of a pine tree that damaged my roof and the side of my house. Your poem really hit home with me.
If our words had actual power, this poem would have saved the trees. Alas, our words are not able to change physical realities like a destructive storm. But you perform the service words can provide in your homage to the fallen, encouraging us to expand our compassion to include these silently suffering trees. Two large maples are being whipped by the wind directly in front me as I type this. They anchor my yard and they will prevail!
Daniel Brick, Forgive me, for not leaving a comment any sooner. But I really don't know how to work this app correctly in poemhunter.com. I am left wondering about your maple trees. I am sure they made it and are fine. I am glad you liked this poem, if that is what it may be considered to be. Not too many people realize that I'm talking about a tree in till the end. I always get these worry looks in the beginning. I just happen to feel the pain of that tree, in that moment, on that day. I love your comment because people like you gives us the OK to continue writing whatever we think and feel, Thoughts from my heart.