I know I do…
(For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a forest scene with a path going deep into the forest. The trees at the distance are shrouded in mist)
As I walk the woodland path
Two giant sentinels hold my attention for a moment,
while I ponder the mist shrouded distance
Should I walk further into the unknown?
Will this strange feeling let me pass?
The soft whisper in my mind underlines the words
careful, you may not find your way back.
On this occasion, the feeling had me
turning on my heels to the safety of home.
I will forever wonder what lay beyond the mist.
My mind stretching, growing with every scenario
Turning away, has given me so much more…
© Anita Dawes 2021
I had gone down to the bottom of our garden (sorry, our jungle) and was on my hands and knees, trying to remove the mystery plant (see link) from our sadly overgrown patio.
It turned out to have exceptionally long tap roots which I didn’t want to break, so I hardly noticed when Anita walked up to me.
” What’s wrong with this picture, Jaye?”
I looked up to see what she was on about. She was staring at the trees behind me. I followed her gaze and once my brain engaged, I couldn’t make out what was missing. What wasn’t I seeing?
Normally, there is a thick, almost impenetrable stand of trees at the end of our garden, but now, there was a rather large gap.
I could see straight through to the houses behind.
“I think someone has stolen a tree…”
“Don’t be daft. Who would steal it… and how?”
“God knows, but it’s not there, is it. So where in the blue blazes has it gone?”
I managed to persuade my knees to stand up and we made our way past the other trees, coming up to the gap from the other side.
From this angle we could see that the tree wasn’t missing. It had simply become weary of standing upright and had slid sideways, lying almost horizontal.
The base of the tree had rotted, and the recent strong winds had done the rest.
Now, I still do most of my gardening stunts, but this tree was at least ten feet tall, so I didn’t fancy my chances.
So I reported it to the landlord and passed the problem on to them…
Here’s hoping everyone has a super dooper weekend!
Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 188, #ThemePrompt
It’s the fourth week of July! Are you ready for a theme prompt? Sue Vincent selected the theme this week with a quote prompt:
“Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth.” Herman Hesse
Take me with you
To where your roots sing
Reaching far beyond time
Secrets held from tree to tree
Family that’s never broken
So let me join that endless circle…