Comments on: Trees and towns

By: Annie

Annie — Mon, 04 Feb 2008 17:07:37 +0000

Leaf, so beautiful what you wrote..

By: Leaf

Leaf — Sat, 02 Feb 2008 17:54:59 +0000

The Sycamore tree in Autumn
soaking up the cool, bright sun
the leaves giving shade to the seeds, flexing their wings
Yes, soon will the strong winds blow
what a sight
the great number of seeds, all as one, spiral and spin through the air
who doesn’t wish them great distance?

each leaf
parched from protecting the promise of potential replanting
watching the sun melt into the horizon
awaits a moment still as death
while no breeze nor breath it falls
at the foot of the life-giving tree
to become warmth
and nourishment for,
throughout the white Winter weather
asleep as one
dreaming again
of Spring.

By: Annie

Annie — Fri, 01 Feb 2008 17:08:01 +0000

i guess that means that our old age will depend on the past, and the choices we make through our lives…some will die after they will have lives their lives fully, and some others will have lived dead..maybe the ghost towns will be the “ghost people”, the people that were always in a routine and when they stopped working, life as is was to them will end..then they will be indifferent to everything wlse that is life, they will live like ghosts..they will never know how it would be if they had tried to be themselves and not follow patterns and others dreams.they are useless now..
the “tree people” i guess will be those who they tried all their lives to follow their dreams, and this dream gave them life even at the toughest moments..The seeds at theirpath made flowers and all their efforts were worthy, all the way..
they gave light, a real example to all the other people, at this ‘dark’ world full of ghosts, enriching them with their will, faith, and love for themselves, their dreams, the world..

By: A.V.C.

A.V.C. — Fri, 01 Feb 2008 15:25:14 +0000

As always, the outside nature provides an interesting mirror of our inside correspondence.

Thanks.

By: hildegarde

hildegarde — Fri, 01 Feb 2008 15:19:09 +0000

I see a rainbow.

Love
Hildegarde

By: Leaf

Leaf — Fri, 01 Feb 2008 12:50:56 +0000

I see a ruinous building with a tree growing through it
- I hope it’s the one Santiago sleeps under.
xxxx

By: Leeca Desforges

Leeca Desforges — Fri, 01 Feb 2008 12:28:52 +0000

I have a student who sent me a poem this morning. In it, she wrote that her brother had stolen her childhood. Had fed her cocaine and pills in return for sex, for years. Her parents knew about it, and did nothing. So much pain and suffering. So much strength. My troubles are nothing compared to this brave girl. I am a tree. She is a leaf, holding on for now, and when she is ready, she will let go and fly with the wind, and perhaps share some of her strength with the world.