Departed ~ OSI
Christine November 8th, 2009
trees calmly disrobe
they are blessed with no regrets
leaves shed one by one
sad winter farewells
pines moan lonely with the wind
all the birds have flown
standing near the river
from the mountain rain travels
I bend to make tea

Depart from what you are doing now and please join in on the poetry at One Single Impression. Thank you to all the fine poets there.
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A perfect jewel of a moment!
a very zen poem and photo!
Beautifully described.
eloquently penned
Lovely, lovely! “trees calmly disrobe” … a very still and thoughtful poem. The accompanying photo is a perfect fit.
Christine, I just adored this… especially the last stanza:
standing near the river
from the mountain rain travels
I bend to make tea
Wow…
(and sorry if I’m not commenting as often as I would like… I have finally realized that working almost full time, I’m lucky to get one comment a week on all my favorite bloggies, yours being one of them! I will be here, just on a slightly modified schedule… and thanks for all your wonderful posts below. I love to read your work.)
Wonderful haikus. I would love to have tea with you by the river.
That must be a delightful tea, a nectar for poets.
i am so amazed how each one has a unique take on the prompt!
very lovely Christine.
care to drop by my place!
I just love this series of poems, Christine. Wish I was there to have some of that tea.
we had one tree that lost all the leaves in one day, your first verse made me think of this-
shedding off her leaves,
with a practiced abandon-
the old apple tree
The photo and your poem go well together, Christine. The picture has so many elements juxtaposed: dry, wet, forest, river, stone, leaf – it is a poem in itself. I love the reverie of your last line: “I bend to make tea.”
Thanks. i needed that!
Beautiful photo and poem. I love the transient warm colour of the leaf and pine needles against the cold grey stones.
standing near the river
from the mountain rain travels
I bend to make tea
lovely ..
A beautiful series – departure personified. Strangely enough I took a similar photo this past weekend to use for a meme post tomorrow. I love your words and photograph.
Christine, you are a poet! The simplicity and peace comes forth in your poems as well as your other writings…the zen-like perfection of pausing in the midst of nature’s revelations to make Tea. Perfect…
I’ll have that cup of tea with you, thank you! What fun! What a creative idea. Tea is the only response one can make to the lonely, howling, barren winter!
Lovely trio, but the first is my favorite! No regrets!
you captured winter’s near arrival so well with your words. the trees will soon be standing lonely and cold in the coldness while we’re inside looking out.
Very beautiful work here Christine!
Ahh- a perfect tea-making moment (is there not ever one?) I loved the poem and picture. And your new music room looks so warm and inviting~