Embracing Twiggy Growth, Day 64 of the 100 Days of Poetry @d-pend & Tree Tuesday @old-guy-photos

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Embracing Twiggy Growth

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what is this fascination
you have with twiggy growth

saplings are tender
I know ….
how they bend with the breeze
sloped-backed, slender, and swaying

an attraction to rooted wild things
has you enchanted, spellbound

you stand the stooping fool
the mighty oak
wishing himself a yearling shrub
sacrificing his grandeur
to wind-knock
with the mud-caked youth

the new
the not-yet established
have shallow roots
saplings are vulnerable
easily unearthed, often consumed
by even wilder-things

hunger is voracious
for the young

you confuse but a limb
a possibility, for the whole
and miss out on the heights
there is a view greater still
you will not see it
looking earthward
embracing twiggy growth

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Photos and Embracing Twiggy Growth are copyright Pryde Foltz

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This is good extended metaphor, Pryde :) I see a pervy old man, chasing children, or a culture obsessed with youth.

A moral tale, of how we sacrifice our dignity and wisdom by, lustily, pursuing those at different stages of development.

My favorite piece of yours.

Thank you, Yahia. I think it is so important to be a source of one's own vitality, that she may come to value other's not for what they might lend her ... feeling wise ... but how we might learn and explore. Equality of spirit is so important for an healthy relationship. if that makes sense.

Yes, I think I follow ... Equality of spirit is a nice way of putting it :)

Yea… oft lost are we and dizzy with giddy glee…
In our god-complex driven landscape mastery.
“Twiggy growth…” does hold our attention, it’s true…
In hopes of the mighty oak in those twigs imbued.

Thanks, Denise:)

A beautiful and instructive poem, Pryde. Well done!

Thank you, zeleira:)