Family Tree

by Cindy   Jun 1, 2009


Family Tree

A tree stands alone
in an open field
One dried leaf clinging
to an old twisted branch

Holding on tightly
with little life left
It used to be full
of strong green leaves

Slowly time passed
They all fell from their home
Blowing wind scattered them
in all possible directions

They have forgotten the one leaf
that held vigil
awaiting their return
strength now gone, quietly falls

Written for a Image contest

http://i672.photobucket.com/albums/vv88/cindylou48/025.jpg

Thanks for your help Anna :)

written by: Cynthia Graver
May 8, 2009

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  • 15 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Cindy,

    this is such a sad write from you. Using the 'family tree' in its literal terms as an actual tree, then bringing it back full circle by using it metaphorically for a 'family' - very good.

    All the leaves (members of the family) have one by one moved on. It is sad for the lone leaf that has grown tired waiting for their return falls without them knowing..The image of this leaf falling is so clear and is effective in painting a sad ending to this poem. Life is shorter than we think. Don't put of until tomorrow what can be done today.

    ((hugs))

    Michael

  • 15 years ago

    by anand singh

    My friend, you have penned a beautiful and realistic piece here.I hope that all who read it will re-evaluate what they have in a family.
    My family tree had 3 green leaves, my mom, my eldest sister and my eldest brother.
    Two leaves feel and god knows I pray each day for the last leaf (my brother to stay on that vital stem which keeps the rest of the tree standing.
    Very well penned.
    Keep up the great work my friend.
    An enjoyable read.
    Paul...

  • 15 years ago

    by Cindy

    Deana.....sometimes the beauty never returns if has blown to far away...Being alone becomes ones destiny. Then the end.

  • 15 years ago

    by Deana

    A beautiful sad write, The imagery it created was perfect. Isn't it a beautiful thought to know that in the spring the leaves on the tree return, and we realize the beauty was always there just in a different way. I hope you are doing well Cindy.

  • 15 years ago

    by HvN

    Wow! Another great poem from you Cindy. I looked at the image before reading the poem and I must say you described it perfectly.

    "One dried leaf clinging to an old twisted branch"

    "Holding on tightly with little life left"

    Those two lines intrigued me, i'm not sure if I have this right or wrong, but to me that last leaf symbolizes hope? Anyways you've written another beautiful poem!

    keep up the good work,

    5/5