Spirits Blowing In the Breeze - A Poem


Spirits Blowing In The Breeze

There's so much more than the color to our trees,

Than the branches of our trees

Than the texture of our trees

No, they hold so many memories.

Memories of old and memories of wise

Are recorded in the colors bright

Memories dark and memories sad

Memories gay and memories mad.

They hold many events over the years

Sounds of laughter, water from our tears.

They record history, they record life

Sometimes great, sometimes strife.

There's so much more than the brightness to our trees,

Than the bark of our trees,

Than the darkness of our trees,

No, they hold so many memories.

Memories of ancient times, stories and legends

That repeat in their environment over and over again.

Memories of shadows and of light

Memories of joy and memories of fright.

They hold so much more than we believe

But through out the years we let them bleed.

We show them hate and pain

As if they have nothing to gain...

Like they aren't alive, no not life at all

We cut them down, we let them fall.

But they hold our stories our memories,

And in my heart they are more than just trees

They are spirits blowing in the breeze.

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writer20 4 years ago from Southern Nevada

This is a wonderful poem, loved it my friend. I wish you and your family a Merry Christmas and a great New Year.

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roc6 4 years ago from Cape Town, South Africa

Thank You, I just love trees as well, beautiful words.

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kittythedreamer 4 years ago from the Ether

OMG! This is one of the best poems I've read on hubpages in a VERY long time. Awesome awesome awesome! Voted up and beautiful!!!!

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mireland19 4 years ago from Maine

This was beautiful! I love how you provoked so many emotions about trees in one poem. It made me think about a tree in many different ways. You explained them in a magical sort of way and then ended with the tragedy of ending their lives carelessly. I don't think I have ever read a poem about trees that was so amazing and beautiful. Great job! I voted up =)

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TKs view 4 years ago from The Middle Path

Very good poem, very good artwork, very good video. I think that sums it up. Oh wait, the interplay between those who seek to preserve and those who seek to profit demonstrates the complexity of how we've harmed the planet as well as the potential we have to live in harmony with all life.

Voting up.

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Cresentmoon2007 4 years ago from Caledonia, MI Author

@Writer20, thank you, I hope you and your family have a great holiday as well.

@roc6, I'm glad to hear you love trees. I think they are absolutely beautiful. I placed everything I feel about them within this poem.

@Kitty, Thank you for such a great comment such as that. I am honored :) Thank you for reading.

@Mireland, Your comment was just as amazing and kind as Kitty's. I'm glad you liked that much. Thank you for reading as well.

@Tk, I'm glad to see you keep on coming back. I tried to put everything I feel about trees with in this poem. Including the harm we do to our planet.

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raciniwa 4 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

i love the pictures especially the tree woman or woman tree...i like the naturalistic view of this poem Crescent...

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Cresentmoon2007 4 years ago from Caledonia, MI Author

Thank you, I love nature. :)

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Movie Master 4 years ago from United Kingdom

Very beautiful writing and fabulous piece of music by Enya, voting up/awesome

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Cresentmoon2007 4 years ago from Caledonia, MI Author

Thank you MM. I love Enya... and this piece has always been one of my favorite so I figured I'd post this song with this poem that I have written. Glad you liked it.

Rudy Gunneson-Poling 2 years ago

There is an old expression "Knock on wood". If we want something good to happen we 'knock on wood' in the hopes of dreams coming true. If we want to ward off bad luck we 'knock on wood' to protect us. This expression is from pagan times. Pagans would literally knock on wood to summon spirits for protection, guidance, comfort and companionship. I say we all go out into the wilds and knock on wood to heal our souls this day...

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