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~kat
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Lady of the Pines
For a dear friend who suggested there was a poem in this photo. This old tree sits a block over next to a small stream along the fence line of the coal rail yard. When I’m feeling stressed or sad or frustrated I walk my little dog by this tree. I don’t deserve such an amazing gift. The Lady of the Pine, as I like to call her, must know I need her.
Lady of the Pines
mantle of lush green
peering from the wounded
hollow of a great old tree
here to greet all passers by
weary from the fray, offering
hope and gentle healing
on this cloudy day
what say you oh gentle lady
to our troubled hearts
in a world fraught with hate
fractured families, torn apart
tenderly your intercessions
whisper on the breeze
soon the autumn frost will
kiss your rosary of leaves
sending them a-fluttering
to drape your tender feet
ever faithful you’ll remain
until next time we meet
~kat
September Poem #2
at dusk
amber streams
bleed into blue; the sun creeps
down, down, behind the lace arbor
scrim sundered, dreams in wait
~kat
Day Two – September Poems featuring the Pensee.*
*The Pensee – A syllabic form. No meter specified. No rhyme. Syllabic count 2-4-7-8-6:
line 1 is the subject;
line 2 gives description;
line 3, action;
line 4, the setting;
line 5, final thought.
August – Stanza 18
too many links on this tree fade, obscure
with nary a flicker of those who’ve gone before
the only living proof of their existence,
their progeny, who share their dna, who’ll likewise
live and die, no answer for the age-old question…”why?”
~kat
For Jane Dougherty’s August Stanza Challenge.
I have a few old family photos of some people I’ve never met, and of my grandparents gone too soon, before I could learn their stories. They are treasures of my past. I suppose that I why I write…to leave something behind for my grandkids.
The people shown above are a part of me. And so life goes on.
Top Left: My Grandpa Lambert Myrman, my Grandma Florence, née O’Malley, my Aunt Dolly holding my cousin Kristy, her husband Dean in back and his parents on the right.
Top Middle: My great-greats the Johansson’s and my Great Grandma Hanna (the youngest)
Top Right: my Great Grandparents, Peter O’Malley and Annie, née Powers
Middle Left: My Grandpa William Cunningham and my Grandma Mary, née Sluka
Middle Right: Grandma Mary’s graduation picture. She’s in the middle row, far right.
Lower Left: Grandma Florence O’Malley Myrman
Lower Middle: Grandma Mary (r) with my mom (girl with black skirt), her brother, Richard and sister, Sylvia
Lower Right: Grandma Mary holding my Mom, Dorothy
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