Barbara Attaway

Rookie (Beaumont, Texas, USA)

Sentinels - Poem by Barbara Attaway

They stand as sentinels against azure storms
Assured as most storms of life, it's supposed
Although bared of dress, although naked as jays
Winter's trees umbrella from worst of those

Emptied of warmth, why stand themselves here
None rest beneath, cold is this grayness
Determined, enduring Hail's hiss, they stay
Limbs upturned, beg the sun from her shyness

These brown-barked sentinels recall blue-green days before
With soft nests of down in lofty leaved reaches
Where bodies there under sparkled in prisms
When leaf-scattered-light danced on now barren benches

They stand as sentinels against azure storms


Comments about Sentinels by Barbara Attaway

  • (12/24/2007 10:22:00 AM)


    Just beautiful! Gave it a 10.00!
    You wear your lineage well!
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  • (3/29/2006 9:48:00 AM)


    An ode to a tree is always good by me. Although I thought Live Oaks were evergreen, and 'bared of dress' seems to imply they are deciduous? My tree poem is 'Underdressed', seems like a similar musing... Keep writing, you have talent! -chuck (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 16, 2007


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