Two Poems by Debra VanDeventer
When I travel to the Midwest in the winter, I’m always inspired by the winter trees. Here are two poems from my recent trip.
ink-penned artist strokes
etched on watercolor skies
strong, still, beautiful
Ebony branches pirouette against ashen sky. Trees recently adorned in autumn’s glorious red, bronze and gold, now have nothing to hide. In winter’s wrath, they reveal their bones, their foundation. Stoic columns rooted deep, stand tall. Limbs, strong and limber, dance in bitter winds. This is the true beauty of trees–not delicate buds of spring, nor luxurious summer foliage and fruits, not astonishing autumn coats −but bare branches unveiling the tree’s secrets.
Threads of Thought
I used to dread winter, even moved to a warmer climate to avoid it, but on this trip I found beautiful images and words.
Look for somenting beautiful in this season where you live!
Deb, acknowledging my is not easy, but I am envious of these two poems. Simple, elegant, and beautiful, just as poetry should be. Very nicely done.
Thanks David! Nature is often our best source of inspiration.