Village Tree Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb

Village Tree

Rating: 4.8


We have grown
from the roots
of this little place,
my friends,
the bowels
of the grave,
the deposit
of our genes.
We are the indigenous,
the core,
come up through
the trees
very centre,
grown into the leaves,
inhaled by the sky
and lifted upwards
until we reach
the warmth of freedom
and the path
of our ancestors.
We will nourish eternity
with our spirits.

Sally Plumb

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

‘…until we reach /the warmth of freedom…’ Yeah… freedom is Goal 10 Ms. Nivedita UK

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Sally Plumb Plumb 09 June 2019

Thanks for your interest, Niv. Sallyx

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Lee Crowell 15 April 2009

Hi Sally I particularly like this poem it just seems to make so much sense regarding the nature of our existence thanks

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Sally P. P. 28 May 2019

Hi! Lee, thanks for your remark. Sally

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Mark R Slaughter 27 March 2009

Clear and flowing poem. I like this style Mark

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Sally P. P. 04 August 2019

I appreciate your interest. Thankyou. Sally.

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Joseph Poewhit 14 March 2009

Poem has much inspiration

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Sally P. P. 30 November 2019

Thanks for your welcomed comment.

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Sally Plumb Plumb

Sally Plumb Plumb

Haverhill Suffolk England
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