the bare trees
stand around milling
bending to
and conferring with
one another
shaking their heads
at the foliage
at their feet
What’s to be done?
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RED GLADIOLA 
This poem carries such lovely imagery, Red. ❤
Thanks! ❤
I love trees…beautiful poem
There’s something quite nice about them, I agree!
This is lovely, the surprise that something known, bound to happen, is so surprising when it happens..and what do we do? Scratch our heads and have a meeting!!
Haha. Sometimes, like little kids, we just want to close our eyes and pretend not to see problems. Thanks!
Trees were on my writing mind last night too.
Great minds think alike? =)
Absolutely.
🙂 wonderful personification.
Thank you! ❤
I really like the trees and how they respond to the fallen leaves.
Thanks! Glad you enjoyed. 🙂
I loved this!
Thanks! =)
Tis the season of trees – beautiful. 😉
Thank you! ❤
(Btw, although life gave me a setback, I'm ready to work on our duet poem when you have time. I sent a few lines some time ago. Hope you got them!)
Yikes – i just found them. They got gobbled up in my WP notification emails. I am so sorry about that – i will get right on it:) xxxxx