“What Lies Beneath” digital art by Kat Myrman 2017
It’s what lies beneath,
tangled roots thrusting downward,
synapses surging,
that rouses trees to greening,
born of fire in Gaia’s heart.
~kat
(Tanka – 5/7/5/7/7)
Tag Archives: Trees
What Lies Beneath
Season of Letting Go
Each year, this particular tree clings tightly to a leaf that mystically takes on the shape of a bird. Of course having a vivid imagination helps, but before you dismiss me as completely looney, I’d like to point out that this year there are at least two leaf-birds. Can you see them?
I watch them as Winter comes, waiting for the inevitable … the day when the leaf can no longer hang on, only to be swept away on the wind for her first and final flight in complete surrender.
And each year I am reminded, in this season of letting go, to consider the things, people and thoughts that I may be clinging too tightly to, that no longer bring life and light into my life. Like my friend the tree, I am good at creating the illusion, even if only in my own mind, that I need these things in my life. But ultimately I know I must consider letting it all go. Just like the bird-shaped leaves on my tree, the fading, muted, useless “stuff” of my life is just a reflection of what could be if I make room for it by letting go.
Thanks for the reminder old friend, you and your shape-shifting bird-leaves! I’ll let go when you do. ❤️
though bitter winds howl
she clings to mem’ries of spring,
summer on the wing,
muted specters wintering,
shape-shifting leaves rememb’ring…
kat ~ 23 November 2016
(Tanka – 5/7/5/7/7)
Echoes of my Neighborhood
It’s Thursday and time to share some snippets from my world. Thanks to my friend Jacqueline for hosting this weekly invitation: Echoes of my Neighborhood.
This week I’m thinking trees. I love trees. Yes, I’m a tree hugger. Trees have stories to tell. Happy Thursday then…and do yourself a favor…hug a tree! ❤️
Starting this “tree party” with my latest obsessiion…the Faerie tree. she happens to also be a Dogwood. I love Dogwoods! ❤️
This lovely lady is Magnolia.
This great dame resides in Highland Park. She’s my favorite at the park.
This beauty is near the entrance of my office.
A posthumous remembrance…this lovely Weeping Cherry once graced the roundabout on my street. A derecho took her down.
From my weekend in Savannah.
The next four live along the Creeper Trail in Abington, Virginia
A frosty Fir tree in my neighbor’s yard next to my front porch.
Also my neighbor’s tree…it’s a “bottle tree”! 😊
…and a few blocks away…a stuffed animal tree. it’s proprietor claims she sought to beautify an ugly tall stump by hanging a few stuffed animals on it. over the years…yes years! people have given her more stuffed animals and the rest is history! An attempt to beautify an eyesore has now become one!
…and my own creation…digitally enhanced from my back yard…the tree with a bird shaped leaf in winter.
April Poetry Month ~ A Poem a Day #17
The Tetractys, is today’s poetry form. It’s an invented form by Ray Stebbing, consisting of at least 5 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 10 syllables (total of 20). Tetractys can be written with more than one verse, but must follow suit with an inverted syllable count. Tetractys can also bereversed and written 10, 4, 3, 2, 1. Double Tetractys: 1, 2, 3, 4, 10, 10, 4, 3, 2, 1 Triple Tetractys: 1, 2, 3, 4, 10, 10, 4, 3, 2, 1, 1, 2, 3, 4, 10 and so on.
Ray Stebbing had this to say about his inspiration for the Tetractys: “Euclid, the mathematician of classical times, considered the number series 1, 2, 3, 4 to have mystical significance because its sum is 10, so he dignified it with a name of its own – Tetractys. The tetractys could be Britain’s answer to the haiku. Its challenge is to express a complete thought, profound or comic, witty or wise, within the narrow compass of twenty syllables.”
It’s a simple form with no rhyme constraints; just follow the syllable rules. It’s the perfect poetry form for a restful Sunday morning. I came up with a few.
If there were spiritual advice columns…
“Soul
Seeking
Nirvana”
Find lasting peace
By refusing to entertain Ego.
yielding
Trees
Extend
To heaven
And burrow deep
Extremes of longing, that bend on a breeze.
Digital Wet Blanket
You
And me
This moment
Eternity….
Love is in bloom; we must take a selfie!
kat ~ 17 April 2016
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