Lovingly I see you, sycamores of Sweet Street.
You flow along as kin to build a canopy.
Mottled skin and royal crown, side to side and down,
who could be beneath your boughs and consider frowns?
Along the blocks we stroll, in perfect shade of thee.
Looking up are jewels of light between your leaves,
sparkling bright with patterns, soft grey skin with weaves.
Autumn brings your seed pods, dear dangling prickly rounds,
dear sycamores of Sweet Street.
You trees have been here. So have we. As we shall be,
in peace on Earth. We share our space as we live, breathe.
Ecosystems network expanding life abounds,
thriving under heaven’s grace, sunshine, and the clouds.
Your sacredness gives us blessings; we protect you and are free,
dear sycamores of Sweet Street.
Punam is today’s host of OctPoWriMo. Punam says:
Recent studies have proved that trees provide health benefits.Hugging a tree increases levels of oxytocin, which is responsible for feelings of love, bonding and well-being.
Have you been to a park or a forest lately? Did you notice the trees there? Do you know the names of the trees lining your street? And have you ever hugged a tree?
Which is your favourite tree memory?
Word Prompts:
trunk
Bough
Texture
Bark
Shade
Suggested Poetry Form: Rondeau
I love paths like that, lined by trees. Magic! (K)
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🙂 Thanks. This street (Sweet, not the one in the picture here) is one I drive down on my way to the cat shelter. If the sun is shining one of these times I’ll try to remember to take a pic of it.
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I really love the trees and the flow of your poem which matches perfectly.
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Thank you, Dwight!
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We have a similar street here, lined with tall maples and elms. Sadly an early winter storm last week took down limbs all over our city. So, your lovely poem reminds me of all the times we’ve walked underneath this beauty — without realizing how fragile these trees are. Perhaps like us.
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Beth thank you very much for your lovely comment.
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Beautifully written Li! Thanks for sharing very interesting information.
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Thanks very much, Sadje 🙂
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A pleasure Li
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Such a beautiful tribute to the trees lining your street! Most times we don’t even look at them!
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Thank you, Punam, and thank you for a prompt on my favorite neighbors.
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You are welcome on both counts! 🙂
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Fantastic imagery! Sounds like a beautiful place to take a walk and be amongst the trees.
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Thank you, it is.
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Ah, how lovely, the sycamores of Sweet Street. A beautiful hymn to their beauty.
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Sherry, thank you!
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As you know, Lisa, I adore poems about trees, and your sycamores of Sweet Street have me enchanted! I love the image of ‘Mottled skin and royal crown, side to side and down’ and ‘jewels of light between your leaves, / sparkling bright with patterns, soft grey skin with weaves’.
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So happy the poem pleases you, Kim 🙂
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This is a delightful image! We have a similar street (well, actually, a road) near where we live that is lined with Mediterranean pines – I just love tree-lined avenues!
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Tree-lined human pathways always feel so welcoming. Nice to think of you traveling along the pine avenue.
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Aw, sycamores. Thank you so much. What gifts they become when we remember to thank them! Thank you for showing us how. – Brendan
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You are very welcome.
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