Weeping Orchard Tree Poem by Jay Aguiniga
Weeping Orchard Tree
Old man winter releases one last breath,
bitter March winds, leaving me so cold.
Null bare branches move on the orchard tree
Lifeless to the eye, but like the soul, the source is life.
Wasn't that long ago,
Lovers strolled through these same Orchard trees,
now strangers, sadness transfixed,
Intertwined in a withered field of dreams...
The orchard tree now bears a single tear,
Gazing upon two lovers, now barely friends.
The breeze it brings, so bitterly cold.
Trying to make sense of it all,
knowing how this season ends...
A marvellous piece of poetry….a smart attempt and extraordinary effort, thank you for sharing.
It's amazing the changes that each season brings. I get chills just reading your poem. Winter's not only cold, but dangeours too; thankfully, it's almost done for this year. Good job. Clear message. 10. I'd be honored for your visit to my page. Thanks.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 1:08:41 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is gud....and brilliantly crafted. I luv it... The modern luv is so phoney it started them as friends, they kissed yesterday. But it ended they as enemies, they cant even talk today. thanks for sharing.....+