"Let's be cheerful"! We have no more right to steal the brightness out of the day for our own family than we have to steal the purse of a stranger. Let us be as careful that our homes are furnished with pleasant & happy thoughts as we are that the rugs are the right color and texture & the furniture comfortable and beautiful"! Laura Ingalls Wilder

Thursday, July 14, 2011

quiet giant



Quiet Giant
Debbie Penington 
July 10, 2011


Tall and strong, green and grand
upon the carpet lawn I stand
keeping vigil night and day
night and day 
night and day

Waking dawn to moonlit night
casting shadows, filtered light
spreading limbs o'er kids at play
kids at play
kids at play

To birds a haven, a resting perch
the favored quiet weeping birch
come sparrow, crow and talking jay
talking jay
talking jay

I'd rather be this giant lord
who uses girth, instead of sword
to slay the sun's bright stinging ray
stinging ray 
stinging ray

Tall and strong, green and grand
upon the carpet lawn I stand
Keeping vigil night and day
night and day
night and day...


Blessings, Debbie

14 comments:

  1. That is one beautiful tree-how grand. The poem is so pretty, have never seen it before. Thanks for stopping by my Outdoor Wed, we're leaving this heat for the mountains this week for vacation, maybe we can catch some of that cool weather you are experiencing!!!
    Ann

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  2. Your poem is as grand as that tree... and that is very grand. Great job.

    Debbie, you will enjoy that cardi. It is too fun. I'm still admiring your spinning skills!

    blessings ~tanna

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  3. Lovely. The poem (penned by Debbie the creative, the wordsmith?) and the tree. (Weeping willows are my favorite!)

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  4. Beautiful!
    I love these lines..
    "I'd rather be this giant lord
    who uses girth, instead of sword
    to slay the suns bright stinging ray".
    Awesome.

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  5. Poems bring about such connection. You remind me of the huge weeping willow in my childhood garden. Trees. Love 'em. Oh, I hope you share more of your poetry with us.

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  6. Lovely tree
    Lovely tree

    Is that a rose bush I spy underneath?
    I like your poetry, Debbie.

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  7. Debbie,
    About the Tzatziki sauce -- I chop my cukes and don't make it in the food processor. I like to chew my food a little bit, even tho it's a sauce. It's very garlicky so adjust to your tastes (or use garlic powder). I hope you try it.

    Jody

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  8. Hi Debbie,

    WOW! I love your beautiful poem! You really do have a gift. You should submit it to be published,,maybe a book of your own? Seriously! Your tree is very pretty. Our neighbor has a weeping willow whose branches grow over our fence line. We love it...:)

    In the comment you left me you had the same suggestion for the age rhyme that Candice (our eldest) did!! ha!! :)

    Have a blessed day!

    xoxo...Gloria

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  9. OH what a ode to our beloved tree's. Love the poem, Love the tree.

    Local Tree Huger

    Forrest
    The Handmade Homemaker

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  10. Lovely Debbie! You're a poet! Tell me, is it a Chinese Elm?

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  11. Love, love this. Of course you know about my love affair with sheltering trees!

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  12. Did you write this? You are very talented my friend!

    Blessings and ((HUGS))
    -Mary

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  13. Not bad, mama dear. You have such a playful eye and couch it in a nicely controlled and matching form. Poetry is the hardest thing to sell - you remind me of George Herbert a little bit, even though you aren't actually pouring your words into discernible shapes. Bet you enjoyed e e cummings when you WERE a spring chicken. This is much more cheerful and playful than Frost.

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  14. What a beautiful photo!! I like the poem too!

    Blessings!
    Deborah

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