Saturday, 3 August 2013

Day 379: Trees

My inspiration for today's poem comes from stumbling across this fantastic project -That Tree - in which a photographer sets out to photograph the same tree for a year in a variety of shots, in an effort to get himself back on track after a near-fatal accident. It's a truly wonderful project and has garnered interest from far and wide. 

Trees - Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed

Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree. 

1 comment:

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