Una Palma

una palma

——

Riddled with holes

but full of soul…

This little tree

has no control…

—-

Standing tall…

but near to fall…

parasites

are on the call…

—-

Bugs are here

and peckers wood…

all need food

misunderstood…

—–

Soon we won’t see

tree out there…

internally

it’s full of air…

—-

some I know don’t really care…

This living thing that only shares…

No more life it has to spare…

Before it falls beneath the glare…

——

David L. Whitman 05/05/2012 from under a sky so blue

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33 thoughts on “Una Palma

  1. some I know don’t really care…
    This living thing that only shares…
    No more life it has to spare…
    Before it falls beneath the glare…

    I like these lines even they hurt so much.
    Nice morning post 😉

  2. Peckers of wood – I love those birds. I’ve only ever managed to see three 😦
    Shame you can’t buy Woodpecker bird feeders 🙂
    Beautiful simple verse, yet so detailed.
    Brilliant!

  3. I understand your words, but even after it falls, it can still provide homes for the ground dwellers.. 🙂 what would be even more sad is that it would be cut up and hauled away instead of having a purpose after death.

    • I agree there:). Butttt. Its at my school and I’m pretty sure they won’t leave it alone. Another one already lost the top half. The woodpeckers are really amazingly industrious.

      • Then I am sorry that it is going to be removed… I didn’t know that woodpeckers went after palm trees, but then we don’t have palm trees where I live 🙂

  4. Poems stir up different images/feelings for me, especially well-written poetry. I picked up a sense of wrong doing, remorse, a sense of regret and wanting to go back and amend wrongs, a feeling of lack of control. Also a feeling of enough already. Curious (as always) of what are the words behind the words.

    I picked up shame and the feeling of glaring blame, as well. Of standing there with flaws out in the open with no shield. I wanted to uproot and run away, though unable to do so. That tree needs a hug! 🙂 Sam the Graham (as in cracker)…or quaker.

    Great post, David. You have a BIG brain! (she rambles)

    • Well I’m not really blaming per se. And as Selah said its a give and take thing. The woodpecker must eat too. But I do think the poor tree needs a hug:)))))

  5. Oh and the blame, was of outsiders looking at the tree and blaming, not the tree blaming, if that makes sense. 🙂 Perhaps self-blame….that would be me. 🙂 Glaring at the tree with blame.

    • :)))) you’ve assumed and blamed me for the last time madam!! heheh I’m joking…When you speak I am fairly certain that you are sharing your very real and true thoughts…(Although it may be in me to stare at a tree in a blaming way lol)..Anyway…the point is…yours are comments that I LOVE to see:)

      • Like a Tree
        Like a tree, a strong tree
        Reaching down, down, down
        Solid on the Earth
        Connected to the ground
        Let the wild wind blow
        Let the storms rage through
        I will bend and flow, rooted to the truth
        Yeah, yeah, oh yeah
        Yeah, yeah, oh yeah
        Roots going down immersing with the Earth
        Energy rise I Am rebirthed
        Life Force flow, fill me up
        Here and now I sing, oh

        Chorus

        Trunk so solidly flexible
        Etched by life so beautiful
        In a balance between Heaven and Earth
        Here and now I sing, oh

        Chorus

        Branches reaching toward the sun
        Gentle kisses from the one
        Power of Earth feeding fingers and toes
        Here and now I sing, oh
        Copyright 2000.Mark Stanton Welch.

        An artist I like. A song you might like.

  6. ahhh – I missed this … can’t keep up with you David ~ you are on a roll. Touching poem… sad but so real! Your words light up the story behind this tree…. a beautiful tribute 🙂

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