Reflection Tree

by Cory Mastrandrea   Apr 18, 2006

It's the fall
Warm days abound without humidity
great New England weather
colorful and full of tourists
Staring outside at huge trees with widespread branches
(oak, maple, poplar, sassafras)
teeming with shades of greens, oranges, yellows, and reds, tinged in wonder
Watching leaves fall from the trees
A necessary beauty discarded as unneeded, sometimes an ugly, crinkly brown leaving the tree bare
naked to the eye and scrutiny
Leaves fall off and grow back in season
Reminding of myself
tree-like but with no colors
leaves fall off and crumple underfoot
Standing tall, naked in front of the other trees deeply rooted in the ground and no colors


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  • 14 years ago

    by Lovely Bones

    I agree with Holly, your poetry is captivating and it makes you think...
    I really like this one! I gave it a 5 =)

  • 14 years ago


    Another brilliant, thought provoking piece. I always find myself lost in thought after reading your poetry, it always makes such a lasting impression.
    Take care and keep it up~Holly