**The Elm Tree**
April 20th, 2007
Natalia 12.
With it’s fingering branches
reaching for the little white
puffs in the sky.
With it’s twisting turning
serpentine branches.
It’s bark like parched
ground scattered with
mole hills.
it’s leopard skin
and hedgehog burs
and tangled fingers
grabbing into the distance…..
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4 Comments Add your own
1. Russell | April 25th, 2007 at 11:13 pm
I found that an excellent poem, Natalia.
I thought it was clever not to repeat the ‘Elm Tree’ of the title in the poem, so that ‘it’ becomes a more mysterious image. By the time the reader gets to this stanza,
the tree has almost been replaced by your inspired imaginings of what it is.
I found the last line particularly impressive:
Grabbing is usually done to something very close, but ‘grabbing into the distance’ seems a great way to describe an elm tree’s tangled fingers and your imagining of it.
2. Megan | April 27th, 2007 at 8:22 am
wow
really good
i love the word”serpentine” I’m going to steal it!!
3. ridhwaan | April 27th, 2007 at 8:23 am
that was an ace poem
4. Ain | April 27th, 2007 at 8:36 am
Cool poem,and I liked it very much because of the pat you said grabing into the distance of the puffy white clouds. a really cool pem.
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