Last elder


The gnarly old tree

stands proudly alone

like some wrinkled farmer

surveying his fine homestead,

treasuring years of memories.


Refusing to retire but

rich with rings of aged wood,

his trunk is twisted by time

and branches pruned by the

storms of life experiences.


His rough-skinned charm is

a shelter for nesting birds and

a shady place for summer picnics

under the faithful silhouette of

this wisened, peaceful patriarch.


12 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. hypercryptical
    Jan 20, 2014 @ 17:22:21

    Lovely affectionate words of a tree friend.
    Anna :o]


  2. John Thomas Dodds
    Jan 20, 2014 @ 00:41:58

    Just discovered your post off dVerse, and sitting under this tree reading your poems, made for an enjoyable day.


  3. poetrypea
    Jan 19, 2014 @ 17:10:54

    Great use of words.


  4. Misky
    Jan 19, 2014 @ 10:22:01

    Yes, pruned by stormy experience. Lovely line.


  5. claudia
    Jan 19, 2014 @ 08:29:28

    ha nice… i love the rough-skinned charm and how he is a shelter for birds and love the faithful silhouette as well… there surely is comfort in those old life-battered tree that have seen and lived through so much..


  6. kelvin s.m.
    Jan 19, 2014 @ 06:36:36

    …aging positively & inspiring everyday… i loved it… smiles…


  7. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Jan 19, 2014 @ 06:11:50

    old trees — beautiful.. and the metaphor of an old farmer.. still full of strenght despite his gnarled look… wonderful to read 🙂


  8. billgncs
    Jan 19, 2014 @ 05:12:52

    I liked this, mine was along similar lines.


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