Saturday, December 29, 2012

Wrapped for winter

Grace @ Everyday Amazing


during the night, 
you wrapped me
in burlap fabric & staked   
my thin bark against the pole  

frost has fallen on delicate roots
but surrounded by mulch of bark
and shredded leaves, my seeds
burrow under moss blanket -

inevitable drift of snow, 
and silence of birds 
& squirrels in the wind chill - 
these do not not grieve me anymore -

winter bears its own gifts -
unique points & full of possibilities  
& i (am) grateful(ly) turn-   


on my left side, i get 
ready for long & deep sleep -




Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Change and Turns - Winter in my part of the world means small & delicate trees being covered by burlap fabric to protect against frost. 

45 comments:

  1. smiles...a long deep sleep would not be bad at all...we got sleet and a light dusting of snow here today...i want more...smiles...staked
    my thin bark against the pole...cool phrase grace...they used to do the same in florida when the frosts came, wrap the trees to save the fruit....

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    1. We have lots of trees wrapped along the streets and park as winter here is long and harsh ~ Thanks Brian ~

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    2. very nice..reminds me of a friend in his Wilder days who would fill the bed of a pickup with yards full of sheets..mulch mellowed these days..

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  2. somehow this speaks to me of deep trust and being cared for...leaving with a warm feeling here...lovely nature images to carry the metaphor grace

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    1. Thanks for the lovely comments Claudia ~

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  3. Beautiful poem of nature, Grace. It cannot be half bad to sleep through winter! Smiles.

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    1. Not bad for the trees, thanks Mary ~

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  4. Ahh... this is beautiful, Grace. I especially like the first stanza.

    I would prefer staying cozy in bed during cold wintry days.

    Happy New Year!

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  5. Yes, we both wrote about seeds, but yours... Wow, love it. So much more... MORE.

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  6. Lovely write and a lovely name for your work; grace. Thanks for connecting. :)

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  7. inevitable drift of snow and silence of birds... so soft and austere.

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  8. Nice to be snuggled up for the long winter's sleep...love your words, Grace.

    Happy New Year to you!

    Gayle~

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  9. Beautiful write, Grace. Better you than me dealing with the cold. Me and old man winter don't get along. That's why I love Texas!

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  10. Lovely. I love the style you wrote this in and the strength of your imagery.

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  11. Great description of the scene, even though I hate it, tonight and tomorrow we'll get wrapped, as long as the power doesn't go, I want make too much of a fuss.

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  12. Lovely, I felt I was in the woods and the snow.The change with the long winters sleep. Smiles

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  13. Wonderful to be having the cold unlike what we have over here, Grace! It's long showers and floods in some places! Lovely take!

    Hank

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  14. Beautiful and soft as a lullaby. Has me wishing I could nap the winter away.

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  15. Grace - one of my favorites of yours - I love the idea of you and the seasons turning. Very pretty. k.

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  16. This was peaceful. Love what you did with "turn" and such a lovely picture you drew of nature. Happy New Year!

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  17. Love the line about being grieved no more. Sometimes the holidays bring out difficult situations and triggers for me. I need to learn to grieve them no more. Sorry if I've inserted my own life into your piece, but it spoke to me, so thank you :)

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  18. ..oh.in a state of hybernation... sleeping in a cold weather or season indeed really tempting... Happy.. Happy . New Year Grace... smiles..

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  19. Oh yes! "winter bears its own gifts"! :)

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  20. Oh this is restful, just wonderful words...I envy you wintery nights to curl up to sleep with...lovely.

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  21. Yeah, I wouldn't mind being wrapped in burlap for a bit. Nice one!

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  22. Absolutely loved this poem. Beautifully written. A sense of nature's order comes strongly across. You nailed it. Wonderful.

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  23. A perfect winter poem. Happy New Year :-)

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  24. This feels comforting and safe ... being taken care of with love and warmth. I like how you personified a tree, nice metaphor :)

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  25. Such a lovely, warm feeling I get from this! Wrapped and cared for through the long winter. What could be better?

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  26. i love the perspective on this one - very interesting choice, lovely poem!

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  27. What a beautiful poem to read for my Sunday morning! Great blog you have :)

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  28. That made me want to climb right back into bed and snuggle up with the hubby again!

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  29. I love this Grace, I missed winter (we are in summer and dont like)
    Happy New Year!!

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  30. I wish someone would wrap me like that :)

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  31. I always feel like a hibernating bear in winter. But I am responding with excitement to the slightly increased daylight at the end of the day here.......

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  32. Wow, that first stanza grabs you! Gorgeous piece, Grace.

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  33. Aha- hibernation time underneath the covers. You capture to winter cold and scene beautifully Grace.

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  34. Your poem reminds me of a children's story by Margaret Wise Brown, "The Little Fir Tree". The book is told from the trees point of view. Lovely...yours and hers!

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  35. Beautiful words. Have a great New Year.

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  36. Amazingly captured.

    wish you a very happy new year.

    Take Care :)

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  37. "winter bears its own gifts -
    unique points & full of possibilities
    & i (am) grateful(ly) turn- "

    It is at this point that I knew the identification of I/plant and who takes care of whom in this sleep and grow time. Thank you for this subtle sleeping beauty!

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  38. Firstly, sorry i am so late! and happy new year!...this was a beautiful capture ad personification. You give the tree a voice, and describe through it the change of the seasons so well. Quite haunting, but not sad, the poem has this great air of calm and acceptance.

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