HE WANTED
he wanted to
give her
something special
not just any
ordinary gift
so he built her
a house on a hill
facing east
& shaded
by a variety
of trees
just down the
sloping hill
he planted her
an orchard
he began in the center
& planted a cherry tree
not just any cherry tree
but one from his
childhood memories
a tree that bore
yellow cherries
for many years
even though
its trunk had been
split in half
by lightning
so he asked the spirits
he believed in
to split this tree
he had just planted
by lightning
just as the tree
from his memories
had been
& the spirits
blessed this tree
as he had asked
them to do
then he planted
red cherry trees
apple & orange trees
peach trees
then circled the orchard
with pear trees
her favorite fruit
below the house
& orchard
he filled a
green meadow
with wildflowers
he broke off a large
chunk of his heart
& sprinkled it
throughout
this meadow
of green grass &
wildflowers
knowing the spring rains
would make his love
for only her
blossom & grow
but she was displeased
with his efforts
with unfounded
jealousy
& burned it all down
with a fury
beyond belief
& when the smoke
had drifted away
with the winds
his love for her
died because the
spring rains came
too late.
F.N. Wright
Monday, July 30, 2007
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3 comments:
This poem is full of emotion, and such a sad ending. karina
It sounds like madam pele
that was me
shanna eh eh
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