Day 25 The Spruce Tree

Na/GloPoWriMo prompt:

“In her poem, “The Apple Tree in Blossom,” Melissa Kwasny strings together several fantastical metaphors for the apple tree, before shifting into exclamations, definitions, and a series of nimble, tonal shifts – and seeming changes in topic – before circling around back to the apple tree. Today’s challenge asks you to write your own poem in which you use at least three metaphors for a single thing, include an exclamation, ruminate on the definition of a word, and come back in the closing line to the image or idea with which you opened the poem.”

Such a fun prompt (and poem example)!

The Spruce Tree

poses like a ballerina

pauses waiting for the next

breath. All the living

sheltered underneath leaving

signs: cobwebs, magpie nests, tree

sap which smells delicious and tastes

like dirt. A learning opportunity your

grandfather provides with great joy.

Sap: “the blood of plant life”, blood

relative after all,                               Grandpa!

 “a simpleton,” perhaps

from “sapling” meaning a green

branch of the family tree, “to weaken

insidiously” as in your confidence

in the roots. Love pirouettes on

pine needles.