May 16, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that goes in search of trees. It can be one particular tree, a grove, woods, or forest. What makes the tree worth seeking? Go where the prompt leads!
I don’t have to go too far to find a great tree.
It is in my garden, my beautiful gum tree.
Tall and magnificent, a small amount of wind
sets it swaying like a row of flamenco dancers
I can almost hear the roots tapping away
in time with the rhythm above.
Soothing and calming my mind.
I sit there often unburdening the misery
I have accrued over the last few days.
I know it listens, never judging.
The soft sway of its leaves above my head,
A blessing, a benediction.
Gentle giants, they are the air we breathe…
Yep.
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Lovely. I liked the imagery of the flamenco dancers – so much punch in so few words!
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Thank you so much…
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This is lovely, Anita.
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Thanks, Robbie…
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Beautiful, Anita… loved the flamenco metaphor.
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Thank you, Steve…
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Gorgeous poem, Anita. The trees are the givers of peace. This came through so beautifully in your poem.
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Thank you, Diana…
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A beautiful benediction, this garden gum tree. You show it full of giving life, Anita!
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So glad you liked it, Charli…
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