Linda Marie Van Tassell

Veteran Poet - 1,408 Points (Lynchburg, Virginia)

Tree Of Love - Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell

I am shadowed in the shade of the tree,
in the soft leisure of flowering green,
observing how the sky descends slowly -
a brooding poet seeking the serene.

The fruit of all seasons hangs by a thread,
clinging to life like gnarled hands on a rail.
The knife-edged years, unrelenting, have fled,
renting the dreams that impassioned my veil.

I absorb the breath of blossoms and fruit
as fireflies flit across autumn scatters.
I planted this tree and love gave it root;
and in this world, love is all that matters.

The season of loneliness has arrived,
and there is a sense of punctuation.
I suffered the storms and somehow survived
the longest whisper of desolation.

The window's light is like a candle flame
to a mateless moth that dives with daring.
She throws herself against the window frame
until she falls to the ground, despairing.

I bow my head and remember my place.
The waves of time create a great divide.
I am still in love, a pitiful case.
I miss him; yet, I feel him at my side.

So when I am buried beneath this tree
and the roots of love reach towards the sky,
may he come visit to remember me,
to sit in my shadow and wonder why …

Why he waited too long to taste the fruit
of yesterday's truth now torn to shatters.
I planted this tree and love gave it root;
and in this world, love is all that matters.

Comments about Tree Of Love by Linda Marie Van Tassell

  • Manonton Dalan (10/10/2008 6:12:00 PM)

    i sense a touch of loneliness
    attach to those towering leaves
    and tears flow down the roots
    to absorb; for luscious fruits

    what a lovely poem.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 10, 2008

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