Sorrowful Trees
Sorrowful trees,
Sallow and Yew.
Sighs are your breeze,
Tears are your dew.
Sad is your shade,
Gloomy and cold.
Where she is laid,
Under the mould.
Kind were her deeds,
Gentle and true.
Nothing she needs,
My soul subdued.
Funeral dark weeds,
Over her tomb.
Worn by my knees,
Under your gloom.
Spring does return,
Autumn sheds leaves.
Summer shall burn,
Winter will freeze.
Seasons can range,
Ages may roll.
Nothing can change,
Grief in my soul.
Living I writhe,
Forever in pain.
Time with its scythe,
Wounds me in vain.
Still my heart bleeds,
Sadly I mourn.
Few were her needs,
Life I now scorn.
She was my life,
Sickness it came.
Cut like a knife,
Love to claim.
Her radiant face,
When we met.
One of grace,
I never forget.
Funeral dark weeds,
Where she is laid.
Sleeping at ease,
Under your shade.
Sighs are your breeze,
Tears are your dew.
Sorrowful trees,
Sallow and Yew.
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Comments
Love the structure in this. Change is natural. Its our perspectives that stay the same. Nice on Shaun. Got me thinking
Hey Max! Change is natural as you say and forgive this late reply.
For I rarely go through older posts but can see the error of my ways now and MAKE time to do so.
Hope all is well and thanks man.
This is STUNNINGLY beautiful in all its melancholy.......the word choices helping to create succinct yet powerful phrasing that truly brings home the sadness being carried around in the author's heart......ALL STARS & PINNED!!......Well conceived and BEAUTIFULLY delivered!!.....Love & Rockets!!.......T xo : )
Tony many thanks for your most generous words here and is appreciated my friend.
And forgive this late reply, coming from this site's late reply master.
But thanks again Tony.
Awwwws love thisun ❤️💙❤️
Jill, many, many thanks and hope this late reply finds your good self.
Hope all is well on Passion for Poetry and all that and well done on that front.
And who knows, if you're passing this neighbourhood it would be good to read you. x.
Shaun! What an absolutely stunning poem! This is special. I am so sorry for your loss x
Tina thank you for your kind words offered and there is no personal loss for me involved or even evoked when writing this.
And I did once tell you I was the late reply master on this site.
This late, late reply proves that in oodles and spades.
Thanks again.x.
Shaun, this is a moving piece of perfectly penned poetry. The sadness and heavy grief just aches in every stanza. The power love binds to a heart that still carries their memory and essence inside, shines like an eternal flame here. Just beautiful my friend
x
Hey Gwen, glad you enjoyed it and this so so poet thanks you kindly for your most generous and uplifting comments.
Please forgive this incredibly late reply, just backtracking on previous poems and caught this one and needed replying to.
Got some much needed time off soon and will be visiting your poetry neighbourhood with good intentions.
Thanks Gwen and see and read you soon my friend. x.
Hello Shaun,
Dimeter, very succinct and brilliantly done. , I've not tired anything so particularly tight, but this really works well
Its tragically forlorn, to the point where I welled up whilst reading it.
I really like this, I'm glad I read it,
love
Lorna xx
Hello Lorna and thank you for visiting this oldie one and your superb,
well observed comments.
It is a tight write and love writing in this cut to the chase style.
Big fan of less is more, but it is so darned tricky and demanding to do it in this style.
The more words in a line, the more flexibility and scope to play with.
And you mention welling up while reading it, so I'll send you a box of tissues for Christmas!🎄🎄🎄
Thanks again for respectfully stopping by and respect to your good self for doing so
And have a Great and Merry Christmas with your family and friends.🌝
Shaun xx