The Giving Tree and She

[Brittany]

I am close to the water, grounded in soft earth, a weeping daughter of the sky and sea. My canopy of leafy catkins gave you shade and shelter when you were young, while my limbs provided hours of playful pleasure, as you straddled and swung from their outstretched branches.

You tattooed his name in my skin before he stole your heart- a forsaken flower, I held you after he made you moan, while you were lost in memories' bliss.

I continue to wear a weathered ribbon at my waist, colored bright as sunbeams, "remember me", he said.

... and you did.

Like hope's windsock, you hung lifelessly to me: and with breath and breeze still, now you feed me, and fertile beneath me, we grow on, with God as our only witness.

[Jeanette Cheezum]

I love this poetic 6.

[Mike Handley]

Evangelinesque. I would expect no less from you, in particular. Longfellow never went to Louisiana.

[Brittany]

thanks for the kind words.

Bill, I am glad you made the connection because it was intentional. I loved that story, and it served its purpose by helping me through a similar situation. It reminds me that if given enough time, the circle will be completed. The baby I ached for, now reads an author I read when I tried so hard to have him. 

Love and war, answers when there are no answers, pushing through or accepting that someone else's defeat was not your own. Those things have been on my mind a lot lately.

Jamie- you are too kind but as far as star throwers you reign supreme.

BC- I feel the need to find a bed sheet for wrapping:-) thank you.

[Diana E. Backhouse]

Great piece, Brit.

[Bill Floyd]

This is dynamite writing.  Makes me sad, because I can't help but make the connection with Shel Silverstien's The Giving Tree, which he wrote for a friend after her miscarriage.  Love the line about "hope's windsock."   

[Stephen Torelli]

Sharing... communion... together in life and after. Excellent account.

[Jamie Hogan]

You know, I've actually got a piece I was going to post today. I read Lapham's thing and now I read this and it's like "Uh, maybe I'll wait until these two slide off the front page."

 

Jeez Britt. You just put more stars in the sky.

[bolton carley]

you have a uniqueness to your writing that always makes me think of greek mythology.  gorgeous.