Ode to a Gnarly Tree

I believe the title says it all.

There is a twisted tree

Down by the bay

And the wind tried it's best

To carry it away.

But the tree said, "No!

The Piper has been paid.

Though I am twisted and gnarly

I have not been waylaid."

So, the ocean took its turn

At killing the tree

With Saltwater drenching

On its roots, you see.

But the tree laughed and said,

"I'm here to stay.

The more twisted I become,

The more kids come to play.

And sure enough

The uglier the tree

The more gnarly and twisted

The branches came to be.

It was just right for climbing,

And musing in the shade,

Writing odes to its Gnarly-ness,

A tree not waylaid.

JE Falcon

06-16-2021

Reviews

[Neville]

Hey .. I have a thing about gnarly trees .. so maybe, just maybe mind, that may be one of the reasons I enjoyed this introduction to your writing my friend ... I see I shall have to visit some other posts .. in the meantime .. seasons greetings and take care out there ..... Neville

[JE Falcon]

Thanks, Neville, and right back at you with the season's greetings. --- In---joy.