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A Poem by Chris Shaw
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our birch is grieving i can see
it does not stand in majesty
and though the sky is cloudless blue
green leaves are trembling in the sun
its leaves are whispering it’s true
its heart is heavy what say you
do you see through nature’s eyes
nature doesn’t tell me lies

this birch is crying for a friend
a neighbour in our garden fair
today our cypress meets an end
today it shows more majesty
than all the living trees that stare
upon sad branches now laid bare
today awaits the cruelest fate
tomorrow gone it won’t be there



© 2024 Chris Shaw


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Life is short. It is as short for the Bristlecone weathering thousands of years as it is for the delicate Luna Moth living only a week or the Mayfly born to die within 24 hours. Our own mortality flashes by like a meteor in the night. But as Joyce Kilmer observed, "I think that I shall never see, a poem as lovely as a tree."

Posted 6 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

6 Months Ago

Thank you Fabian, and how right Joyce Kilmer was with his observations. This tree will be sadly miss.. read more
The loss of a tree such a symbol of the garden and part of the family. Nicely written Chris.

Posted 6 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

6 Months Ago

So right Andrew. So many memories I of the children when they were small, of my mum and dad who woul.. read more
“but i think you’re pretty in a way that trees are pretty.” the circle of life. though this doesn’t always mean it’s the end. maybe it could be the beginning of a lifetime. :) -mabel

Posted 6 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

6 Months Ago

Yes, the circle of life dear Mabel. The empty space this morning hurts. Thanks for stopping by.
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mabel mae

6 Months Ago

I’m sorry you’re hurting Chris. If I could take that pain off your shoulders, I would. Wishing y.. read more
Chris Shaw

6 Months Ago

You are so sweet. I’ll miss the tree, but on the bright side we had sunlight this morning where it.. read more
Ah, the circle of life and a reverent majesty. I have always loved trees. They have their own energy and life. You've captured and ending, perhaps and unwanted fate. I enjoyed your spontaneity.

Posted 6 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

6 Months Ago

This morning, an empty space after years of memories of family and friends beneath its shade. Always.. read more
we share amazement and respect for the tree
perhaps in defense
do we really not mean s**t to the tree
YES! our behaviors our greeds cause many a tree to die
in the end it is the tree that brings good will at the end
shelter paper food warmth ... all gifts of the tree

again your words resonate deep within me ... thanks for the reminder

Posted 6 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

6 Months Ago

Thank you my friend. This morning an empty space and how that hurts. This tree was a gift. I appreci.. read more
It's amazing what looking at a tree can inspire, isn't it Chris?
Plus, it brings a calm that is like a free therapy session too! 😀

Posted 6 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

6 Months Ago

Yes trees can be a therapy, this mourning there is an empty space and that hurts. So many memories, .. read more

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Added on April 30, 2024
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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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