THE FALLEN

 

Sherbrooke Forest | By Penny Whetton

 

 

The trees have been hurt,

Scarred by the recent storm.

Their leaves have fallen,

Fallen soldiers of nature’s war.

Without a proper burial,

No one will mourn for them.

New leaves will soon sprout

And take their place.

The cycle will continue

Through time and space.

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THE MIGHTY FALL

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Collapsing Giants. Greenland. [1080×108] Photo by Daniel Kordan

 

The mighty now fall

Who had been so tall.

Melting to the sea,

Where no one can see

The majesty of your height

Or the last breath of your fight.

Please don’t leave us now.

Don’t take your last bow.

The earth will be a sadder place

Without your bright and shiny face.

THE TREE

THE TREE
 
The tree appears dark and looming.
It could use some proper grooming.
I want to take a walk between its legs,
Growing tall from the ground like giant pegs.
By its rules we must strictly abide.
Imagine the secrets it must hide.
Come walk with me in its deep shade.
Through the fallen leaves we will wade.
A canopy of leaves above our heads
As we fall asleep in our leafy beds.

THE DICTATES OF OLD MAN WINTER

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The epic battle of the seasons.

Old man winter tries to

erase all signs of Fall.

He covers the ground

with his icy cold snow.

But Fall holds her leaves close

to her body and her heart.

Some have fallen,

lone casualties of war.

The battle rages

on the ground,

in the air,

and in the water.

Fall will have to succumb

to the dictates of Old man winter.

She has no choice.

But she puts up a valiant battle.

She will be back after Summer

finishes heating the earth.

Farewell.

We’ll see you soon.

THE FALLEN

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Sherbrooke Forest | By Penny Whetton

The tree has been hurt.

Scarred by the storm.

Its leaves have fallen.

Fallen soldiers of war.

Without a proper burial.

Who will mourn them?

The fallen of nature.

The tree will mourn

their loss.

Until new leaves sprout

to take their place.

And the cycle continues.