Scarred Tree Poem by Danny Draper
Scarred Tree
Wind of fibres, reel of time
Rings the radiant knell,
Ways on ways end seamless days,
Ephemeral implements dispel.
Fragmented communities dieback,
Limbs, leached and scattered
Sapped of blood infused essence,
Degraded and weathered history
Cradles negatives by absent hands,
Shadows at margins impoverished edge,
Disruption that can never heal.
Wounds face solemn empty country,
As daze of days blurred older ways
Until seldom thought, displaced.
Seeds in disturbed soil endure
Fight for light and binding earth,
and persist in growing vigour.
Wounds won't heal
but by occlusion conceal
scars, life's rituals legacy,
As matted fibres uniformly enmesh,
Stem, and enrich new skin.
DBD 19-20/4/2012
Just returned to this exceptional piece... read aloud...glorious!
This blew me away Danny.. firstly the poetic flow was interesting, and pulsing.. I loved the ways on ways patter..I may) e wrong but it felt as though you were expressing ( elegantly) with a connective tongue man and tree as one in experience. Barren and lost..a grand EXCEPTIONAL poem...thanks for sharing
A great piece of writing Danny, an anthem to life's vicissitudes.
This is superb as always. It is quite sad to see the destruction of forests and trying to understand that faction of people who think that they can conserve by just going out and planting more trees solves the problem is beyond me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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You are a clever writer.