The Tree That Knew Me. Comments

Hi Howard, This is beautiful - I didn't have a tree- but a special place and understand this completely. Thanks for making me remember.

Hey, what happened to the tree at the end? I'm stumped. -chuck (enjoyed this, captured my childhood, as well) .

I like the way you wrote the poem with personification of the tree.... you brought back memories of how i used to climb the tree in my front yard and swing on the tire swing that we would spin around and around in until we were dizzy

thats really good that expresses me in so many ways!

Ahh the joys of childhood. We need to take time to play.. and forget for awhile.

Hello, To me has very much liked your Magic the Tree, Howard... Kindest regards, Tsira

Howard, this is a fine tribute not only to 'your' tree, but to nature and the pleasures it offers. Sadly some do not grasp the beauty and value of the natural world. Thanks for bringing this poem to my attention.

Hello, Howard: I am here, at your request. I like this one, a lot. Reminds me of my 'Memories of Childhood, ' which I request you read. Again, I noticed some misspelled words. It is of the utmost importance that simple part of writing be correct. Editors hate it (although I am not one of those) . I just want to make the strongest impression upon you I can of its importance. My tree will know it all The tree of my childhood With the endless branches And the many whispers Time that it can only measure I think if you add the word 'someday' to the end of 'all' in the first line, it will read better. The last line 'Time that it can only measure' would probably read better thus: 'Time that it only can measure, with a colon or a hyphen after the word 'whispers' above. 'Telling me I should Swing as high as I could' This is what is known as a 'forced rhyme' and is another no-no in the world of poetry editors. Since this is a free verse poem there is no need for end-line rhymes, although internal rhyme is essential. I hope you have benefited by my review. We all strive to be better poets and that takes a lot of time, study, patience and devotion. best, alicia

this is a wonderful poem. very interesting, though sad! please read my poem 'about a tree'.

Very eloquent write. Imagination could do no more. Kindest regards, Sandra

A wonderful write, Howard... pure poe(tree) ! Brian

This is a wonderful memorial write, I had a tree also. Thank you for the memories. All the best, Diane

What a great poem, so many memories and pictures brought to mind. My outlet was not only a tree also my horse. Great Poem! ! Blessings, Denise

Beautifully written. It brought me 'back to the day.' Nice topic. I give it a 10.

lads and trees eh? like camps, fires and sticks. lovely poem. al.

I know of such beautiful old trees, soon destined to become a housing project. It is my hope to take a few photos, before they make that final cut. Imagine...over a hundred years of history in some cases...only to become sawdust in the blink of an eye. It hurts. Great poem Howard! Hugs, Dee

Strong, magical, lovely imagery here, Howard. A lovely remembrance! Thank YOU for sharing, I will indeed read your pennings from here on in...they are wonderful! Blessings, Debora

Your tree was wonderful with solid roots. Whatever will happen to you, you will be as strong as the tree, I feel.

Splendid flow, such found memories... reminds me of the tree in the front yard I used to hide out in. Thank you for the memories Patricia

Wow! , That tree reminds me so much of the basic values that are so needed in the world today, we can not trade them for a fast pace of living, we must look back and bring the kindness forward, Love duncan X