Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“Acts of creation are ordinarily reserved for gods and poets, but humbler folk may circumvent this restriction if they know how. To plant a pine, for example, one need be neither god nor poet; one need only own a shovel.”
― Aldo Leopold
Did you hear zephyr talking to the trees
swirling all around, never touching ground?
As it whispered to the exquisite leaves
Wind marveled at their roots, being earthbound
Limbs answered the wind with words to astound
We are the givers of life here on earth
For without us, there would have been no birth
Of every creature who breathes your sweet air
So do you now see our value and worth
For without us the world hasn’t a prayer.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Poetry Form Dizain
I love trees, and love your lovely poem giving them voice; love the dialogue between wind and trees, and the affirmation of the trees’ importance and far-reaching effects even though each is rooted in one place. As a species it seems we are hard of hearing when it comes to this message! So it must be good for poets to keep translating and sharing it. And oh, how good your opening quote! Lovely photo, too … and you seem perfectly at ease with the form.
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Thank you Rosemary. My first try. 😊
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Second poet to use trees out here on the trail; excellent choice, and you aced the form. This piece would have worked for the Tuesday prompt as well; very eco-friendly
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Thanks Glenn. It’s an interesting form.
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I remember planting trees with a hoedad when younger (much younger). They are givers of life.
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Yes, they are!
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Frank, what is a hoedad??
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Lovely capture!
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Thank you.
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Those first 4 lines Linda touch my heart, so gentle, this conversation between two of nature’s royalty. I love the quote about planting trees also. Excellent diquain!
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Thank you!
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You are very welcome.
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Linda, I went out and took pictures of the 6 small-but-growing trees today that I will be posting soon. I also took a video of the wind and the trees “talking” today. This is synchronicity if there ever was.
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Wow. How cool!
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A wonderful homage to our grounded friends Linda. We would be lost, quite literally, without them.
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Yes, we would. Thank you Rob.
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Great post!
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Thank you so much!
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I love the way the wind ‘marveled at their roots, being earthbound’, Linda. I always enjoy poems about trees and the final line of your Dizain is so true.
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Thank you so much Kim. I’m so happy you enjoyed it.
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Lovely poem, Linda. Trees are life.
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Yes, they are. Thank you Jane.
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🙂
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I love this. The power of trees – we forget it at our peril! It flows nicely, the structure is a faint whisper of scaffolding under a naturally singing poem.
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Thank you so much for your kind thoughts Sarah.
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A beautiful tribute to trees, Linda! I love this poetry form, which you mastered so well.
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Thank you Eugenia.
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Most welcome!
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A quote by Aldo Leopold! I read a Sand County Almanac ….. a great environmentalist.
Beautiful ode to the trees.
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Thank you so much. Trees are so important to our existence.
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Your dialougue between wind and tree is just marvellous
Much❤love
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Thank you Gillena. Love to you.
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