Just a Spot in the Yard

Posted: June 3, 2016 in poem, poet, poetry
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There is one large spot in Ethan’s yard
And grass does not grow there
An evergreen tree once stood there
and reached what seemed 50 feet
On the year of little rain a little worm came
made it sick and it died that spring and was cut to the ground.
There was only a bare spot left
and grass refused to grow there,

Ethan planted a small globe willow
in the spot with no grass
and for 17 years the tree grew round
and reached what seemed 50 feet
But the ice storm came with frozen rain
the branches became heavy with crystal ice
and the big but fragile willow split in two.
She lost her leaves and died that spring and was cut to the ground.
and the grass still refuses to grow there.

DSS

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Comments
  1. I think the grass is in mourning for the lost trees. 😦
    A wondermous poem! Wow! Vivid images! Strong emotions! Good analogies to our lives…to human-beans.
    I have thought that there are “spots/places in our hearts”, that find it difficult to grow, once they’ve been hurt or shattered.
    Like the trees in your poem…it’s amazing how something little can take us down or destroy us…as, of course, the big things can do so, too. Must keep striving to try to grow! 🙂
    Happy Whee-kend, J! To you and all the gang! 😛
    HUGS!!! 😀

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  2. Zakiah says:

    Oh how I love this! Superb!

    Liked by 1 person

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