Sandra Fowler

Rookie (February,4,1937 / W. Columbia, WV, USA)

Simplicity - Poem by Sandra Fowler

Simplicity is like a sycamore,
Quite nude and living weather to the core.
Its terseness speaks to me of skeletons
So tissue paper frail against the sun.

I count the bare bones of emotion's dance.
The glory and the pity of the circumstance,
Lifts us to the apex of poverty,
Where there is nothing but a need to be.

Though sunset is a thread upon the hill,
And dying light severely tests the will,
Just that we matter is of so much worth,
We scarcely notice that it costs the earth


Comments about Simplicity by Sandra Fowler

  • premji premji (2/25/2010 12:15:00 AM)


    dear sandraji

    you pull me back to the days of holocaust........
    i hear the silent weeps.... broken bones................
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  • Maria C. Pires Costa (10/18/2009 4:05:00 PM)


    You really are so much talented, gifted, that you quickly transform your 'Simplicity' into Grandiosity!
    Many God's blessings for you, dear Sandra.
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  • Maria C. Pires Costa (10/18/2009 3:51:00 PM)


    You really are so much talented, gifted, that you quickly transform 'Simplicity' into grandiosity, dear Sandra!
    Many God's blessings for you!
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  • Ashraful Musaddeq (5/26/2009 10:01:00 PM)


    Whenever I read your poem I feel very sound that is the best value of your poem.
    You know the technique of adding wonderful metaphors in your work with brilliantly.
    I love this poem and added my 10 to it.
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  • premji premji (5/10/2009 12:56:00 AM)


    sandraji,
    as ever you exclaim me........
    simplicity...just with this one word, we can solve all the irregularities and in-equalities of the world...think of Gandhiji, the embodiment of simplicity..........
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  • (1/4/2009 3:09:00 AM)


    This speaks to me of many things, but mainly of the unnecessary items that clutter and cloud our lives. You have such a beautiful way with words. (Report) Reply

  • (11/30/2008 6:41:00 AM)


    The world has gone mad Greed Thank you for sharing
    Simplicity is like a sycamore, Quite nude and living weather to the core. Love this line
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  • (11/15/2008 7:24:00 AM)


    Sandra, this poem is so beautiful. I want to read it again and again. And to think I almost missed it.

    Have a wonderful day
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  • (10/31/2008 9:09:00 AM)


    your deep observation of life interwoven with stark imagery speaks of a truth. i like the last two lines.10 Sandra

    WARM REGARDS

    Mamta
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  • (5/10/2007 6:22:00 PM)


    It is difficult to comment upon the complexity of this poem. Simplicity might have saved the Earth, the pleasures it offered. What it costs the Earth to offer more, but much less - is very great. ''Tis a gift to be simple.'

    An ambivalent and very wise statement, Sandra. - Will
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  • (1/27/2007 12:51:00 AM)


    Splendid poem on simplicity Sandra. Loved it! ................Diane (Report) Reply

  • (9/11/2006 1:48:00 PM)


    What a lovely poem! Delicious imagery wrapped around effortless rhyme.

    Robert
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  • (5/18/2006 8:11:00 AM)


    Simplicity is key....Loved this Sandra. Warmest wishes, Justine. (Report) Reply

  • (4/12/2006 9:18:00 PM)


    I like the sparseness of the sycamores. Yet, such richness.

    Something your poem shares with them. It's good that you end your poems with your points, lest they be buried in the richness of your words.
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  • john tiong chunghoo (3/27/2006 10:02:00 AM)


    sandra,
    i like these lines very much:
    count the bare bones of emotion's dance.
    The glory and the pity of the circumstance,
    yes, the world might come back against us.
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  • (3/22/2006 2:18:00 PM)


    You show such tallent and so much of the time.Love Duncan (Report) Reply

  • (1/16/2006 6:35:00 PM)


    Dear Sandra,
    I have only read a scant few of your poems. Who says rhyming is passe. This one is quite beautiful.
    Gregory
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  • Ernestine Northover (12/31/2005 1:27:00 PM)


    Nice write Sandra, love the last two lines of the last stanza. Very cleverly thought out, and put together. Thanks. Thanks too for your comments on my poems. Love Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

  • (12/31/2005 3:50:00 AM)


    sandra this is a lovely poem, very well written too V x (Report) Reply

  • (12/25/2005 12:43:00 PM)


    Thank you Sandra for reading my poem, I shall start entering my poems as I find time
    this is my first writing to this site, I am impressed and will continuer to grow with it, I searched you out on Poem Hunter and glad I did, your writings are inspiring in line with my thoughts, the cat called snow, great, for it was a cat that got me started in 2000 and I have not stopped writing for 3 years. You words in Simplicity: there is nothing left but a need to be.. great. If we all so humble, what a great world it would be.
    later Charles
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 21, 2005



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