A poem should create a momentary enchantment.
~ Dana Gioia
Don’t you just love parties!? I do ~ especially poetry parties! And Christine Valters Painter over at Abbey of the Arts is hosting her 51st Poetry Party! Here’s how it works:
|photo courtesy of Abbey of the Arts|
Christine picks an image, suggests a theme and title and you write a poem or poetic reflection in response. If you have a blog, post it on your blog and then post the link at the Poetry Party. Then tomorrow, Christine will pick a random name and that lucky poet will win a space in one of her courses: Eyes of the Heart: Photography as Contemplative Practice and Water, Wind, Earth & Fire: Praying with the Elements .
My poem inspired by the tree image is below. What poetry or poetic thoughts does the image bring to your mind?
Oremus pro invicem,
The Old Maple
© 26 May 2011, Mikaela D’Eigh
The tree stands tall
And old –
had already sunk its roots deep into the heart
when we arrived thirty odd years ago.
it stood watch over lilac, pine, barn and cow,
its trunk full of secrets and memories.
How it comforted
one blue, one gray, lying beneath its shade,
leaving only bullets and bones behind.
And the rain
that mingled with mother’s tears
Flanders’ fields kept back her sons.
Then, ah peace!
A child, small
there found Austen and Bilbo
among the wide and changing leaves.
And solved mysteries
and the Twins and the Boxcar Children
while cradled in its strong and loving arms.
I stand now before it
a woman grown –
my life thick with experience and history
my heart full of secrets and memories.
This tree, this land
strong, solid --
brings the comfort as of old friends,
and keeps me grounded and alive.