We keep the tree all dolled up until practically whenever but probably sometime in March I am snipping off branches and feeding them in the fire, they produce a lot of drama. thanks Elizabeth
Thank you, Francesca! I wasn't surprised so much by the scratch-you-back tree, but I was surprised that the poem ended right there. It was just done, nothing more for me to do without making a mess. Surprising poems are the best.
Good morning, Elizabeth--I am so appreciative, as I always am, how you bring to our attention those things that are often overlooked, and give voice to them.......A Christmas tree on a sidewalk waiting to be recycled......thank you for animating it - yes, I am grateful for the beauty and the light the trees bring to us each season.
I love the ways in which the answer! Such beauty.
They have their own language, trees! Thanks always for reading, Shondra.
" “And do they ever answer?”
I heard myself ask, as if that were a reasonable question"
I love that.
Getting ready to take our tree down tomorrow. Will try to remember to say "thank you."
I hope you do! Thanks so much for reading and commenting, Melanie. (And subscribing, too!)
We keep the tree all dolled up until practically whenever but probably sometime in March I am snipping off branches and feeding them in the fire, they produce a lot of drama. thanks Elizabeth
O yes, extra-dry fir and pine branches are a great show in the fireplace! We take our joys where we find them....
So true.
This is so, so lovely. Thank you! I love that I was surprised by the ending!
Thank you, Francesca! I wasn't surprised so much by the scratch-you-back tree, but I was surprised that the poem ended right there. It was just done, nothing more for me to do without making a mess. Surprising poems are the best.
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Breathtaking! 🩷
Thanks so much for reading, Kavitha! 💛🌿
I understand goats like to munch on them.
Auntie B
Let me know when we get a herd of goats foraging in the Avenues. 😂🌿🐐
Good morning, Elizabeth--I am so appreciative, as I always am, how you bring to our attention those things that are often overlooked, and give voice to them.......A Christmas tree on a sidewalk waiting to be recycled......thank you for animating it - yes, I am grateful for the beauty and the light the trees bring to us each season.
Thank you for such appreciative and receptive reading, Sherri. 💛🌿
That turn at the end is luscious!
Thanks for noticing that, Kim! 💛🌿
They're sure still speaking to us, Elizabeth. You really capture their words. Ours is resting underneath the bird feeder. And the birds are consoling.
Oh, lovely! Glad to hear it, Ron.
I love this: “Still, they pay the price for my gladness.”
Thank you, Margaret Ann. 💛🌿
Yes!!! Thank you, Elizabeth. Every time. The tingles.
The world is full of tingly moments, and poets (and songwriters) trying to write them down! So glad we're both here and paying attention, Jeni.
What a beautiful reflection, Elizabeth. I will save this one as yet another reminder of gratitude too easily overlooked. Thank you.
I'm glad it spoke to you, Sulima. Thank you for reading.
The post-Christmas Christmas tree poem!! One of my faves!!
Wouldn't be January without it, right? Hi, Petrina!
(Brand-new poem next week, a nice fierce one. 😉)