A Tree Suffers Under Snow

written after a walk today

black boned, minstrel faced

           leaves broken with ice,

           veined like a frosted puppet;

something known is leaving,

           the cold makes me

           stamp in acted rage; 

I can`t stand the weight,

           I can`t stand the weight.    

Reviews

[Valentine]

Had to smile at this one Leslie, who knows what those poor limbs might be thinking at this time of year. Cute write. Kathie

[Great Aunt Astri]

Nature can be very inspiring. Lovely poem

[Ruth]

Your observations of surroundings woven into such poignant poetry are tangible, your poetry speaks to me, literally, amazing Leslie :)

[Rosalind Gale]

Beautiful in its simplicity. I love reading your poems, Leslie. It is always such a pleasure -
-x-

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

interesting last stanza - it's from the point of view of the tree burdened with snow and leaves, imho

[John Alexander McFadyen]

So much frustration and longing in a descriptive poem with your usual magic brevity. Lovely!

[Ken Simm.]

I love looking for gestalts in trees. Grotesques in the branches and the bark. Especially in winter. This gave me the same enjoyment and feeling.