The trees in my backyard
Have been stripped of
Their crowning glory
And lovely armor,
Absolutely naked,
From winter's grip.
They are like dancers
Swaying with the winter wind,
Showing to the whole world
Their strength, grace and beauty,
Despite pain and suffering.
Copyright 2022, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved
oh! that was stunning! your words painted a very memorable scene, Rose Marie--I would not change a word--i this poem shows the the brillioance of selecting the perfect word and crafting the best image---5 stars were not enough--faving it
You have a great future provided that you you should not sell your conscience at the feet of liers and educational defamers. God bless you. I am not a cup of your tea
It's a beautiful poem. Probably this truthful words is your well wisher... have sympathy on these poor idiots
The deeper side of meaning here indicates that we should rise after falling, be strong after weakness, but it has expressed in the language of metaphor by using the symbol of trees, thank you for this master piece of poetry
A big statement on the naked facts of life. The poem exhorts us to ‘stand upright even in the moments of grief and loss…" lovely.
Only poets with greatbeauty of soul and kindness can express such love and tenderness, that even in the coldest of winters warms our hearts and reaches all in perfect conception and rhyme. Thank you so much for this unforgettable and lovable creation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yeah they never shy away from their work, no complaints as well. You sketched winter perfectly with pains of plants and trees. Full *****