My Precious Tree Poem by Rose Marie Juan-austin

Beautiful depiction of the tree and the wind. I love trees. Wind itself is a natural power so nothing wrong but as metaphors the wind and the tree work greatly and something special.Loved reading.

The angry lash of wind No merciful on him Slash slash all out Just the trunk behind.... You have magnificently painted the cyclone or natural calamity... beautiful.

Nature's fury Is powerfully penned feel sorry for your tree, Rose

It is so hard to see our precious tree being molested by the angry wind. A most painful experience.5 Stars Full Vote. To MyPoemList.

Of course, nature can be at the cruellest, like we can read in this amazingly described poem of the great poetess, but if this momentum is compared with a mother whose. children are taken away without mercy, this deepest pain for the loving mother, at the same time also for the great poetess. Nature can be sweet but also cruellest like the scene we have just watched.in this magnificent poem.

Such a precious write....love to read it time and again....

Well expressed feeling about a tree that is precious for man and others.

Leaves were combed..........to loving mother.what a wonder full idea and comparison.

Superb piece.....thanks for sharing.

Leaves having done their job fall. They then do another job - making compost - new soil for new plants. Lovely poem, I love trees too.