A Man and a Tree Are The Same

A Man and a Tree Are The Same

A Poem by SPINNING ON that dizzy edge

From sources and forces of nature
a man and a tree are the same
They begin as ingredients of a
meeting of warmth, moisture, sweetness
coming together to create something new

Let's look at this, let's see the route
a man and a tree are the same
From seed, from spawn of nature's fruit
blended, tucked, implanted, name
the point of creation as a start of life

Next the single culmination grows
a man and a tree are the same
changing the host to meet the needs
of doubling, encased, hidden mound
until time is ripe for  blessed birth forthcome

The earth holds like a birthing mom
a man and a tree are the same
as Kilmer said a hungry mouth is
pressed against the earth's sweet
flowing breast as is the instinct of a child

As sun and rain, as air and shadow fall
a man and a tree are the same
needing all that fills the sprouting,
blooming, blossoming, tender green
sweet fruit of the creation made of love

Oh at the sight of first buds and leaves
a man and a tree are the same
surrounded by mighty oaks or elders
of sorts a silent shield does come
to protect from storms - the tender life

To days when branches reach out on their own
a man and a tree are the same
rings of height, limbs to stretch
reaching for the light of independence
producing fruit now of their own

There are days the the arms are weak
a man and a tree are the same
Bark scarred, elbows bent, fingers knotted
by the winds of change and time
dry the eyes of the beholder slowly

Age leads to the ending - each season passes
a man and a tree are the same
To think of comfort from shade or wisdom
given to the place where life was planted
When bones and branches begin the cycle again.

kath nehls 10/15/07



© 2008 SPINNING ON that dizzy edge


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You've started my head spinning with all the possible comparisons: That poisonous emission--oxygen--which "he" discards as unneeded is just the thing "she" requires (though you'll never get her to admit it!), and, those leaves "he" drops as "done with" are the very things--experiences?-- that will stand him in good stead next Spring...Stuff like that! Really inspiring!

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Excellent poem that has a catchy rhyme riddled with depth!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You've started my head spinning with all the possible comparisons: That poisonous emission--oxygen--which "he" discards as unneeded is just the thing "she" requires (though you'll never get her to admit it!), and, those leaves "he" drops as "done with" are the very things--experiences?-- that will stand him in good stead next Spring...Stuff like that! Really inspiring!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very well written. I loved how it flowed. Great write.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You have proven your point in this one...I now believe a man and a tree ARE the same....and the arguments were valid! wonderfully unique. Lydia

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The cycle. This is like hermetic thought. The ouroboros. Wonderful. Ken.

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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SPINNING ON that dizzy edge

Buffalo, NY



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