This solitary tree,
Utterly alone amongst the brown grasses.
Nary a leaf can I see,
iIgnored by the traveling masses.
~
No birds find cause to seek shelter,
No buds rise to show you love.
Dry and brittle in the noonday swelter,
Limbs raised to Heaven hoping for rain from above.
~
What have you done to be shunned…an outcast,
Sentence too cruel for such an innocent one.
Punishment levied you’d hoped you’d outlast,
With each passing day a new days begun.
~
I look on with sorrow and the shedding of tears,
As I see myself in you, one and the same.
With scarcely a friend after all of these years,
I’ve no one to place, except me with the blame.
~
I too just as you have my soul laid out bare,
A wish for companionship to stay.
Broken and weak I expose to the air,
The longing for love I keep locked away.
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
“The longing for love I keep locked away” nice ending…
Thank you very much.
Aw. This has a sad heartbeat, but I hear it well. Beautifully sad. Hope you are well Dom.
Thank you very much Rhonda, I am well this was just one of my mood pieces that I had written some months ago that I though I would share. 🙂
This is beautiful Dom. i can interpret this is so many ways. what is interesting about old trees is that they still serve a function – we may not outwardly see it but it is there and i think it is never too late to befriend them. xx
Thank you very much Kimberly, they certainly do serve a purpose, very much like the elders in our society who are so often forgotten.
I read this and I related so much that it felt like it was written just for me. Thanks for a great post!
You are very welcome. It is nice to hear this as that means you connected personally with it. 🙂
Very moving, a very powerful central image.
Thank you very much.
Very lyrical, it would be fab set to music.
I hadn’t thought about that, I suppose it would be interesting set to music. Thank you. 🙂
Wow! That last verse just says it all. Wonderful.
I appreciate that, thank you. 🙂