Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Twist of Fate

Angel Oak - Wikimedia 
Beneath your wings of sturdy oak
hopes and dreams twist and turn
limbs, buds of spring swell
in an aura of warm sunlight
a choir of birds burst into
song

hearts nestle in twigs, grass
and leaves, waiting for birth
time to take flight


posted for dVerse - Quadrille 7
using the word "twist"
total word count 44

37 comments:

  1. Oh, man. I love the idea of a tree having wings. Gorgeous.

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    1. Hey you have to love a tree with wings!

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  2. What a gorgeous oak and how well you have captured its spirit.

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  3. Love this part best:

    buds of spring swell
    in an aura of warm sunlight
    a choir of birds burst into
    song

    I am excited for the birthing of the new season ~ Have a good week ~

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    1. Me too Grace and I am glad winter is gone!

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  4. I love the promise of spring in this. My favorite phrase is "...waiting for birth time to take flight."

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    1. Spring is a time of rebirth...

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  5. Beautiful. What a beautiful tree.........an Angel oak...I love the "wings" in your poem!!!!

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    1. Hi Sherry

      Thank you Ii was so lucky to find this beautifult tree

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  6. Wow! You really captured the oak in your poem!

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    1. Thank you! This tree is amazing

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  7. ah...those wings to take everyone under...beautiful..

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  8. Beautiful tribute to the spring. The branches of the tree do look like wings, what a great image.

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  9. oh i love your illustration of a tree as a sheltering, almost parental figure to the flora and fauna beneath its boughs. beautifully done.

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  10. This poem personifies Spring. Lovely!

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  11. Much can spring from under such wings

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    1. and who knows when those wings will be needed

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  12. Gayle Walters RoseApril 21, 2016

    What a beautiful poem. I love the feeling of the tree giving safe haven to wildlife. With the spreading branches it seems open to all who may need her protection. That's an amazing photo too; I've never heard of an Angel Oak.

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    1. I agree a very beautiful tree that really reaches out in beauty

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  13. Hey Truedessa,

    Backtracked and noted
    The words you wroted
    In your posts past
    Now, I comment, at last.

    The oak wakens from sleep
    Spring and the dawning we keep.

    Thanks for your prose
    You is good you knows.

    Gary, Gary, never contrary :)

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    1. Gary, imagine my surprise to see your comment. I am most honored you came out of hiding to leave me a note.

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    2. Well, then you'll be surprised to see me too :)

      Hello, friends!

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    3. Surprised and smiling!!!🙂

      How are you Blue?

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  14. As a kid I always felt like I could fly when I climbed up to the tallest (sturdy) branch in the apple tree in my parents' backyard. The bumps and bruises I sported, however, proved otherwise.

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    1. Haha I was a tree climber as well

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  15. Thoughts of spring taking flight. Happens to us all! Lovely.

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  16. Hi Trudessa, love the poem and the tree!

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  17. There is something so wonderful to rest beneath a tree like that

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  18. Trees hold so many stories of the past but your poem gives this tree life and hope for the future. Very nice.

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  19. Wings.... yes indeed. I have stood beneath this oak - ran my hand along her bark. She is magnificent. Lovely poem

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