The Seeker

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My Tree

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I could list a hundred cliché reasons why fall is such a great season.  Pumpkins…  corn mazes…  cider…  football…  blah blah blah.  The summer heat is finally gone and the winter freeze isn’t quite here…  blah blah blah.  Regardless, they’d all pale in comparison to my favorite thing about fall.  All I have to do is walk out on my balcony and check out the locust tree that puts on a show each year.

I’ve tried for five years now to write a poem about this tree.  I’ve hemmed and hawed and hacked it to pieces, restructured it, thrown it away, got it back out, and kicked my own butt for it being too “ordinary.”  For chrissakes, it’s about a tree.  The most important thing I’ve learned is that not everything can / should become a poem.

A picture is worth a thousand words, allegedly, but I’ll wager that this one is worth the thousands of words I can’t seem to get together.

“…Now it is October. / Her branches are engulfed / in sudden yellow flames…”

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Written by seeker70

October 11, 2012 at 6:28 pm

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  1. Although poetry is not my forté, my latest hobby is growing trees from seeds. An unexpected side-effect of this hobby involves dealing with the anxiety produced by the changes in seasons upon tiny, seemingly defenseless seedlings, so perhaps I can offer some insights & ponderings that might help your poetic efforts.

    Everyone knows that leaves change color in Autumn because they are dying, but, what many people don’t realize is that what are dying are not the leaves per se, but the tiny, green symbiotic chloroplasts (bacteria) that have evolved to live inside leaves & turn carbon dioxide back into sugar for food. Thus, the changing of a leaf’s color signals the loss not only of food to the tree, but the death of it’s ability to use sunlight, which itself is fading fast with oncoming winter. However, these trillions of tiny deaths allow us to finally see the beautiful red, orange & yellow pigments that the tree makes to help its little friends collect sunlight.

    Joel David Hutson

    October 12, 2012 at 11:49 am

  2. You are right Jeff – the fall is great for so many reasons but for one reason that only runners could appreciate. After sweating through the summer running is so much more enjoyable this time of the year. And nothing compares to the smell and feel of frosty grass on a morning run in the fall!

    Jason Rush

    October 15, 2012 at 10:02 pm


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