Saturday, October 19, 2013

The Sadness of the Trees


greenpeace.org.uk


Wood nymph, sylvan, she slips
through the trees,
fog rising around her ankles 
from the forest floor.
Behind a fat cedar, she peeks 
at those gathered in Circle.



Draped in antelope hide,
white feathers in his long dark hair,
Wise Shaman speaks with
 Bear and Wolf and Deer,
truth warriors, 
consulting together
about the sadness 
of the trees. 


24 comments:

  1. This is a beautiful poem - the trees do feel sad--so trapped in all the mess--there is a terrible article today in the Times about all the illegal logging in Peru-- very depressing. Thinking of the wood nymph I did a drawing of a dryad once that you might like--it's not so great, but you might enjoy it because it's a bit like the figure in your poem. (Feel no obligation to check it out!) K.
    http://manicddaily.wordpress.com/2011/06/30/dryad/

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  2. I wonder her thoughts, if it is enough.

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  3. i am sure the trees are sad at what we have done to them...i like the council of elders you have gathered here...also the old magic we dont always see...

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    1. i still heel the same...and i def find such old magic entrancing...happy sunday sherry

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  4. this reminds me of the old native ways, listening to the animals & hearing what the trees have to say ~ beautiful Sherry ~

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  5. this really struck home for me. There is a particular tree in the parking lot of the school I am attending that I have become friendly with of late -and it seem rather sad

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  6. This is lovely Sherry. I too wonder what the trees could tell us, having been so long.

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  7. This touched me on a deep level Sherry--trees are the heart of us--

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  8. I love this, Sherry, with the wood nymph grouped together with the shaman and the animals. Trees are part of our souls, yours and mine, as children of the forests.
    K

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  9. Lovely deep writing here, Sherry.

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  10. let us hold hands and howl every chance we get

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  11. Great minds think alike, Sherry. :) Your trees make me weep. What a beautiful, tender and mystical piece of writing. Just adored it.

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  12. Oh, will we ever learn the value of those trees.
    Greenpeace does what it can, and it is a drop in the ocean of greed and mismanagement .Well pointed out and presented, Sherry.

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  13. Sherry,

    This poem is beautiful . It is said that spirits live in trees and if you still your heart you can hear their whispers.

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  14. love this... & it's a good thing the "truth warriors" are consulting on the sadness of trees - cuz i honestly don't think humans as a whole give much of a care what happens to them (how can people be so shortsighted???)

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  15. Nice to see this one again in the Pantry, Sherry!

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  16. I would imagine that the sadness of the trees is a story that could go on for many moons...

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  17. I like the perspective of the eaves-dropper, the sylvan spirits are of the trees!

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  18. Another wonderful piece sherry.
    ZQ

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  19. Just lovely, Sherry - though I sigh for the sadness of the trees.

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  20. That trees are alive, have spirits, and feel is a concept foreign to most. I should have known that a wild woman would know this and love how you brought it out here.

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  21. Oh Sherry, you come from your heart as well as mine. We are sisters to trees,

    Elizabeth

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  22. Beautiful write Sherry as always....It always feels so nice visiting you and reading your writes.

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  23. Beautifully expressed ...The earth we abuse in the end will make them sad...undoubtedly.!! Love this, Sherry.

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