When A Tree Dies

     A quick look at nature and the ecosystem… Did you ever wonder when you see an old tree lying on the ground, brought down by unknown forces, what did the surrounding area look like when that tree was just a sapling? Who were the first humans to see it and when? And how and when did it die? And if it could talk, what would it tell us of its life? Okay, so maybe it’s just me, but I do think of these things and it was on one of those occasions that I wrote this poem. I do hope you like it.

Tuesdays are just Mondays without the edge, so do the best that you can with it.


Turtle on a log

The Dead Tree Strolls”

When A Tree Dies


I love to look at fallen trees

no more to stand and face the breeze,

lying now in death’s repose

yet nurturing, what around them grows.

Once tall and mighty, reaching high

now upon the ground they lie.

What brought about their crashing end?

I know of where, but not why or when!


Jack Downing

Aug. 2012


A face of honor

“Come closer and listen to my story!”


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Hearth and Health are wonderful things and if you're without either such sorrow that brings So I cannot express enough thanks to my Lord and to my family and friends for the support you afford! ~Jack Downing~
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2 Responses to When A Tree Dies

  1. adeeyoyo says:

    Lovely poem, Jake. I have always loved trees and wondered about them and what they have seen and experienced during their lives. Beautiful.

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