This silhouette is based on the photograph that inspired this short poem
Short lived
It’s a scruffy wee tree
atop a lumpen bit of hill.
April found it leafless,
July confirmed it lifeless,
but from within this scribble
of may tiny breasts, caged
in thorn, offer songs to the day.
posted by apprentice at
1:51 pm
8 Comments:
It certainly is a scruffy wee tree. Like the line: within this scribble
Brilliant as ever! And, I loved your short story on Halo - good luck!
I have also to let you know that I have tagged you over on my blog!
Perfect match of poem and picture.
I turn my back for a moment and there are Pages to catch up on.
I like you knobbley tree.
Thanks all. Tea & Cake I really need to catch up on my links. I'll try to do it this weekend.
I would post more poems, but our writers group competition is coming up and posting it on your own blog seemms to count as publishing it, so once I decided what to submit I'll maybe post some other things I've been working on. We're only allowed one poem, so I'm really torn.
And even caged, we sing.
Truly.
What a wonderful poem, thank you.
I think you may have already gotten this, if you did, it's definitely worth a double dip to you.
I awarded you with a thoughtful blogger award on my page... please drop by when you get a chance, and pick it up.
Best,
Scarlett & Viaggiatore
Jeez! That's the third one! Hi Apprentice, it seems that Scarlett and I had a mind meld of the Star Trekkian variety this morning and I too awarded you a Thoughtful Blogger Award! It's over at the blog for you.
Thank you both very much! I doubt my husband would agree though, lol!
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