Treasure Island

Anthony Di'anno

(North Yorkshire)

Growing Myself


It is not easy just wishing it so.
Yet quite simple believing it be.
This mighty oak I am trying to grow,
Must be nurtured through the essence of me.

Planted deep in faith's definitive clay.
Resolute against the mightiest storm.
Those winds of shame that blew childhood away,
Can't change my desire never to conform.

But when fear creeps through ancesteral roots,
And branches tremble in tortuous breeze,
Often I am stripped of ripening fruits.
Given back to doubt's cancerous disease.

Apples and atoms blend into the earth.
Where unfulfilled dreams mulch into rebirth.

Submitted: Thursday, February 21, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, May 20, 2014

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  • Daniel Brick (4/6/2014 6:21:00 PM)

    One of your readers put the impact of this poem in a nutshell. Titi Dale wrote Metaphors change readers point of view. I'd add to that: they first change the poet's POV - that's why we use them so often. The oak tree looms large in this poem; I had no doubt the poem would affirmative at the end, even if it's a qualified affirmation. Of course, you could have had a lightning bolt split the oak, but that would have made this a very different POV. The inner dialogue you're having with yourself goes from strength to strength - that's what the oak stands for. I like the closing two lines, although it departs from the oak per se, it conveys the idea that the tree contains its own future on the level of plant life (apples, acorns) and the level of physics (atoms) . Our psyches surely have these levels of life within. We are closer to fulfilling our growth goals than we realize. (Report) Reply

  • Smoky Hoss (9/9/2013 12:19:00 PM)

    I must agree with the wise Mr. Anderson below: a dandy of a write, indeed. Really hit home with me. Very worthy and wise words. (Report) Reply

  • Victoria Donnelly (4/17/2013 9:00:00 AM)

    This is wonderfully metaphoric, thought provoking in the roots and winds of change, of resistance and bending, of growth and disease, of regeneration.....of life itself. (Report) Reply

  • Danny Draper (3/14/2013 7:47:00 AM)

    In essence we nurture and yet are recycled such is the way of life. A nice write with strong metaphors and passionate understanding and poetic resonanc. (Report) Reply

  • Joseph Anderson (3/13/2013 8:56:00 AM)

    A great mastery of metaphors and a smooth and gently flowing rhyhmic pattern.
    Some unforgetable lines of wisdom, such as-doubts cancerous disease. A seldom
    seen gem of a write. (Report) Reply

  • Titi Dale (2/21/2013 3:23:00 AM)

    This is brilliant rhyming! Metaphors change the readers point of view :) (Report) Reply

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