Earth cracked and dried
a forgotten parchment
emanating nothing, not
even dust to hold the
barren roots unable to
sustain him any longer
he rests boughs leafless
penury dreams as the old
growth tree that he is he
reminisces about expanses
of forests that will one
day come to pass when the
youth of new trees planted
once again bring new life
Ā© April 2012 Renee Espriu
reneejustturtleflight.com 
A sad but powerful metaphor, Renee
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Yes, it is and we do have new growth forests but by the time they are considered old growth we will no longer be here.
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Renee, your poetry just keeps getting better and Better. this is so very good.. Sending you an extra Hug over the weekend.. Enjoy your Easter Renee, love ~Sue xxx
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Thank you Sue. I hope you enjoy your weekend as well.
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a sad picture painted more by words than the stunning image you added .. B’ful lines ..
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Thank you and for visiting. I see so many new growth trees but by the time they are old I will no longer be here to see them and that is sad.
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a penny for your thought. how i will love to see the day when man will retrace his steps and covver the earth with trees.
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An amazing picture., beautifully painted in words too.
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Thanks Libby.
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The circle and cycle of…life. Renewed.
Lovely.
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Thank You! I so love trees and what they give to us and in so doing, their life.
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