Sacred


dead tree limbs
peer into a lake mirror
hoping for one more spring

gray clouds smudge
the water with prayer

©Susie Clevenger 2025


 

Comments

Susan said…
Dead branches peer, hope, pray. Maybe there will be magic for them to come alive. Love the smoke!
September 26, 2025 at 2:05 PM
Sherry Blue Sky said…
This is sooooo beautiful, Susie!!!!! Lovely to see you at What's Going On.
September 26, 2025 at 3:37 PM
Jim said…
Lovely picture you found that you described its feelings so well. I call what I see as a Zombie Tree . .
Way back I had my favorite Zombie tree on this blog piczured quite often.
September 26, 2025 at 5:27 PM
Jim said…
Nice to see your work here, I like the group. It wasn't this blog, was my other overworked one for the tree.
https://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2022/11/letter-t-fridays-weekend-roundup-09.html?m=1
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September 26, 2025 at 5:34 PM
Jae Rose said…
Your poem is very arresting and powerful - speaks of much contemplation - Jae
September 26, 2025 at 9:56 PM
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