Posted on November 29, 2013 by Catherine ArcolioTree Tales their shadows tell the stories the trees themselves cannot utter Like this:Like Loading...
‘Tis utter nonsense Shadows speak only of the past The waters mirror their fright * Hello! Love your blog title. Had to peek. 😉 Cheerz to you! Uncle Tree Loading... Reply
Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the Shadow (T.S.Eliot) Loading... Reply
I wonder if we listen carefully sometimes if we couldn’t here what they utter. Blessings, Natalie 🙂 Loading... Reply
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This poem is lovely. It tells a truth that is hard to grasp. I don’t know who wrote this but… ‘When I look into a mirror, I see a fool, but I see a wise man when I look into a pool’. Jane Loading... Reply
Trees do have a language of their own. I recently came across a very special tree which I described in my Angel Oak Tree post: https://beautyalongtheroad.wordpress.com/2013/11/21/angel-oak-tree/ Feel free to visit. I love your minimalist poetic style, by the way… Loading... Reply
‘Tis utter nonsense
Shadows speak only of the past
The waters mirror their fright
*
Hello! Love your blog title. Had to peek. 😉
Cheerz to you! Uncle Tree
and to you Uncle Tree. Thanks for sharing a poem.
Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
(T.S.Eliot)
Oh beloved Mr. Eliot! Thank you shoreacres for adding this to the conversation.
Beautiful shadows and reflections!
Wonderful trees.
I wonder what they are saying to us this morning?
Nice view of the beautiful reflections.
ahh beautiful! love it 🙂
I wonder if we listen carefully sometimes if we couldn’t here what they utter. Blessings, Natalie 🙂
yes, if we are very, very still. 🙂
A great picture of trees and their reflections.
Hi there, I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award! http://theimperfectkitchen.net/2013/11/29/versatile-blogger-award/
Thank you so much for the nomination. I’m honored by it.
This poem is lovely. It tells a truth that is hard to grasp. I don’t know who wrote this but… ‘When I look into a mirror, I see a fool, but I see a wise man when I look into a pool’. Jane
Oh I love that. Thanks for sharing it Jane.
Trees do have a language of their own. I recently came across a very special tree which I described in my Angel Oak Tree post: https://beautyalongtheroad.wordpress.com/2013/11/21/angel-oak-tree/
Feel free to visit.
I love your minimalist poetic style, by the way…
sublime
complete
succinct
This is wonderful.