My wonder pal, Christie Wyman, is hosting Poetry Friday at Wondering and Wondering this week. She invited members of the community to write a poem with a tree-related theme. Studying her photo below, I recall a long-ago spring afternoon filled with wistful wondering.
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| Photo of Fairyland Pond by Christie Wyman |
Tucked away in the corners of my mind,
a long-forgotten memory surfaces.
Glints
of sunshine
shine through trees
inviting me to breathe in
the freshness of springtime air.
I wander through lush countryside
wistfully wondering, finding the right angle
behind a camera lens. I seek nature's beauty
and notice majestic trees solemnly standing guard.
growing abundantly wait for picking. A solitary bench becomes an
ageless photo.
Their limbs lightly lift in the gentle breeze, gathering
my thoughts that race before me, in contrast to a slow pace.
Farmlands laden with red barns stretch out for miles. Wildflowersmy thoughts that race before me, in contrast to a slow pace.
growing abundantly wait for picking. A solitary bench becomes an
ageless photo.
Time does pass.
Memories fade
like ink on
parchment
parchment
but nature
remains as
a constant.
remains as
a constant.
©CVarsalona, 2019
Digitized photo of upstate New York in springtime

Christie's photo and mine will brighten the walls of the Splendid Spring Gallery collection that waits to be unveiled.






















