Tumbleweeds Poem by Scarlett Treat
Tumbleweeds
A tumbleweed is
A living thing.......but,
When it dies,
Breaking free of its earth ties,
Gaining freedom from need
For land, water and seed,
It goes rolling along,
Having a poem,
Or even a song
Written about it,
Sung around the campfire
By lonely wranglers,
Or by Wannabe Cowboys,
Alone in some saloon
Somewhere West of the Pecos.
Tumbleweeds never die,
Except to be born again
As the free spirit
Of the western movies.
What a wonderful subject for a poem (and such an onomatopoeic name too - Tumbleweeds) . How skillfully have you described your subject and related it to your country and some of its more recognizable inhabitants. The last stanza rocks! love, Allie xxxx
your style in this piece is absolutely apropos for the 'tumbleweed'...a free unbound trapse across the countryside. it's been too long since I've seen them, so thanks for bringing them to life! memorable read. -Tailor
Your revision is much more original, Scarlett...I like what you have done with your picture of tumbleweeds as 'living thing.' Glad you have gone west, even if it is in your own mind. :) Raynette
Tumbleweeds, the wind and the sun, the holy-trinity of the wild-west. Wonderful poem.
Somehow a picture of a dessert town is desserted without Tumbleweeds and your poem captures that so well. Love from David
Ain't it the truth! What's the Hollywood Old West without tumbleweeds? Beyond Hollywood...is this poem! ! ! Something so lonely and timeless about that bouncing reminder of freedom, with dust all around, going on it's way...to where? This is way better than a Hollywood movie...it's the truth set in Scarlett's words! ! xxElysabeth
Scarlett, did I love this poem. Images of ghost towns with the tumbleweed rolling around and the tune of that old Gene Autry song Tumbling Tumbleweeds danced through my mind. Wonderful, just wonderful. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David
I like, I like, I like! ! ! ! ! Nicely explained and you give the tumbleweeds a soul. Lovely poem. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Enthralling new way of looking at 'being free'. I just wish that it would be that easy, but as you point out the tumbleweed althought being free is 'caught' in so many ways.