Linda Studley

Can't Put the Pen Down…

Song of the Tree


 

If
I
was
a
tree
I’d
hold out
my
branches in
the
wind that moves
the
clouds around and I’d
feel
it in my needles and cones and
let
it sift through my swaying limbs singing
all
the
way
to my roots and vibrating
the       earth      with     its     song
of life         of joy         of             the       music
of the              spheres            as               they          spin.  

 

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2 thoughts on “Song of the Tree

  1. Cynthia on said:

    Ah, I think I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree. But yours is darn close. Remember what I was telling you in April that ASL poetry does not repeat sound to create rhythm, it repeats handshapes? Your poem reminds of what I am just beginning to fathom, how much deaf people think in pictures. I will show to MK to see what he thinks. Gosh, your creative well is deep!

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