The Mortal TreeA Poem by JazzA random, rambling poem which I wrote in free verse. Not sure if it's any good but I wrote it about my uncle, who was like a father to me. He sadly passed away 6 years ago.Your face gazes up at me, etched upon it an eternal smile. Closing my eyes, I envisage the many tears shed over you And I paint a river, down which cascades love and happy memories. I wonder if this river nourishes the soil where your dust was laid to dust. Will its current take me to the grassy embankment where the Mortal Tree grows? Will you be perched on a branch, laughing and waving, ripe and ready to be plucked? I open my eyes and even though this much craved vision dies, I smile For even though the Mortal Tree will never exist and you shall never return, You still live on in my memories, in my heart…in me and those who loved you. © 2011 JazzAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on August 16, 2011 Last Updated on August 16, 2011 AuthorJazzLincoln, Lincolnshire, United KingdomAboutHello! My name's Jazz. I'm 19 and I'm studying English Literature and Creative Writing at university. I mainly write poetry and short stories. I'm influenced by writers such as Emily Bronte, Charl.. more..Writing
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