Nature's Pruning

Category: Nature/Creation

by amiller — Posted March 24, 2010
 
 
 
 
Nature’s Pruning
 
 
Each Summer
our maples’ and poplars’
young, skinny shoots
struggle – seeking
sol’s life giving light.
Some survive.
Some don’t.
 
 
Each Fall
our arborous neighbors
are stripped bare.
Their Joseph’s coat garments
scattered about
like a wind-blown
crazy quilt.
 
 
Each Winter
wind, snow and sleet
exert Darwinian stresses
upon the fledging suckers
severing
the weak and dying
from their parental hosts.
 
 
Each Spring
our sleeping lawn
awakens amidst
strewn twigs and branches –
naked, dry and dead –
evidence
of Nature’s pruning.
 
 
 
 
August 12, 2007
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Copyright © amiller, 03/24/2010






Author's Comments:

 A repeat!
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Comments by: Donna G Fowler
This can be read in any season and be prevelient in each one of them. Your choice of wording is extradinary in this piece.  favorite lines 'Their Joseph’s coat garments
scattered about like a wind-blowncrazy quilt'.  and 'Each Winter wind, snow and sleet exert Darwinian stresses upon the fledging suckers'  Exceptionally written.  Donna


Author's Response: Thank you for such complimentary comments.
Much appreciated.

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Comments by: DEBBIEKG
 A beautiful example of the changes and hardships of growth in nature, aptly describing some of those struggles we also go through as the years pass.  Well written my friend and a blessing to read for you this morn.  God Bless, Debbie

Author's Response: Glad that you liked it.
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Comments by: Cookie
Art this is fantastic!
I especially like the last verse
Well Done
unparalleled
Love Cookie

Author's Response: Thank you!
Do you know what I am doing today?
Raking up Nature's pruning.
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Comments by: Dulcinea
Most excellent!  Love the phrase' nature's pruning'...well done! Dulcinea


Author's Response: Thank you very much.
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Comments by: Rhymer
Ah, for the wonderful world for four seasons. Very well done. :) Marie


Author's Response: Thank you very much.
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Comments by: martin
Love this seasonal portrayal. Each stanza a poem within itself. Yet, together make for a total cycle of experiential word paintings that each are so unique.
Unparalleled. A Masterpiece.  martin

Author's Response: Thank you Martin.
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Comments by: Carl Harris
Each one of your four verses stand out brilliantly in this wonderful write about Nature, art.  One of my first outdoor tasks in early spring is to pick up the winter and wind blown broken branches from the numerous trees on my property.  Your fine poem reminded me of that task, and of what Nature does to those trees and all the plants every year.  Carl. 

Author's Response: Thank you Carl.
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Comments by: cobaltcat09
Love it, love it, love it!  I can relate to your first stanza, as I actually do the pruning of the maple trees that have started growing where they are not supposed to in my grandparents yard.  I always feel bad when I yank them out as I love Maples so much.

Author's Response: Thank you very much.
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Comments by: Golfshe
Wow, I really appreciate the imagery in each verse and the depths and fight of survival through winter's wrath!  Excellent, final stanza, sort of a punctuation mark of exclamation waving goodbye to winter and hello!  to spring!  Sheri

Author's Response: Thank you for reading - again.
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