Another game of magnetic poetry online describing a dead tree standing in neighbor’s ditch; stripped bare of bark, stark white silhouette…
stark silhouette
29 May 2019 20 Comments
in magnetic, Uncategorized Tags: dirt, green, naked, peace, silhouette, tree
a poem in my pocket 
Jul 28, 2019 @ 15:43:49
And so sorry for the late response!
Jul 28, 2019 @ 16:00:52
no problem 🙂
Jul 28, 2019 @ 15:43:23
Nice! It’s great when those magnetic words find a way to paint a vivid picture and message. You did it well. Trees are so precious, even in their afterlife!
Jul 28, 2019 @ 16:00:12
Thank you for your comment, Mish!
Jul 01, 2019 @ 11:43:20
Thanks for sharing this fine piece! Excellent write. See you in a couple weeks Lynn. In honor of Solli Raphael: A Smidgen of Thought
Jun 29, 2019 @ 01:28:47
I love poets who can do this. My poems like this never really gel. Congrats, Lynn.
Jun 30, 2019 @ 15:15:00
Thanks, Sarah…it’s kind of fun 🙂
Jun 28, 2019 @ 22:36:14
Using the magnets almost makes the poem look like an old tree!
Jun 30, 2019 @ 15:15:30
Thanks for stopping by, Bryan!
Jun 28, 2019 @ 20:37:30
Trees are full of slow peace. (K)
Jun 28, 2019 @ 02:47:37
There is something very permanent-looking about old trees, like monuments.
Jun 28, 2019 @ 06:03:03
Monuments…yes. Thanks, Jane.
Jun 27, 2019 @ 19:37:51
Yeppers. The old trees fight hatd, don’t they? A wonderful drawing of how the tree looks!
Jun 27, 2019 @ 21:09:00
Thanks, Toni…glad you could see it too.
Jun 27, 2019 @ 15:56:14
This is gorgeously drawn!💖 I wonder what the trees must feel about mankind and its ways ..
Jun 27, 2019 @ 17:14:04
thanks, sanaa
Jun 27, 2019 @ 15:25:27
Often new life sprouts from the rot and ash of a stump or dying tree; likfe prevails
Jun 27, 2019 @ 17:13:38
Yes, it does!
Jun 27, 2019 @ 15:01:59
I can see that old tree… and I have often noted how long it takes before all life is gone from the trunk of those old trees.
Jun 27, 2019 @ 17:13:17
They hang on…