Broken Branch Poem by ANDREW BLAKEMORE

Broken Branch

Rating: 5.0


Broken branch on forest floor
And hanging on the tree no more,
All tangled twisted overgrown
It now remains forever prone,
The broken branch a solemn sight
Split on one November's night,
When the wind was cruel and strong
And gales were gusting for so long.

And now the moss and fungi grow
The branch remains as seasons go,
And coiled in ivy winding weaves
While resting on a bed of leaves,
Its brittle twigs do make a perch
For all the woodland birds that search,
For grubs and insects on the ground
Upon this branch they too are found.

Cloaked by nettles fern and weed
Upon this branch the woodlice feed,
While worms and beetles bore away
It soon will crumble with decay,
The broken branch will be no more
No longer lying on the floor,
So many years since it did fall
Yet so much life it gave to all.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
John Lambremont, Sr. 25 February 2008

Nice poem, thoughtful and pastoral

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Deborah Cromer 01 August 2009

I love how you can take all these words and put them into a beautiful written piece. You write in an excellent way and get the rhyming in there so perfect. Magnificent to read. Deborah Cromer

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Bob Gibson 04 July 2008

I have read many of your poems Andrew, , some i have saved as my favorites! , i have many more to read, i love them, and have past them on to my friends that have never read poetry! Yes with your name on them! you are a breath of fresh air! i love your poetry, an can't wait to read more! regards Bob

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Bonnie Collins 07 June 2008

Andrew, this is so filled with so much tender knowledge of mother nature. As anyone who really understands and knows, mother nature provides her devesations in this case a broken branch, with other creatures who also must live.. It is so filled with so much love, and pasion for nature, you really are Robert Frost in my eyes! ! ! A ten! ! ! Bonnie

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Duncan Wyllie 29 February 2008

JUST >>>>>>>>>>BRILLIANT the votes are in 10,10,10,10, Love duncan X

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Ernestine Northover 26 February 2008

Such a profound ending, and a perfectly written poem. A delight to me. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX

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