Magic lights on the tree in the garden, brightening my evening as Autumn approaches. I see fairy wings in your blossoms. Gentle breezes carry the hint of your scent in through the window. As the sun slips down to the horizon bathing everything with a gold tinge afterglow.
Everyone see something different when they look at you with your yellow lights. Some see angels some see kites I see only memories burning bright growing in strength throughout the night. Gentle kisses from my youth , lollipop rewards for telling the truth.
I see happy picnics in the park rounding up the boys and hurrying home before it gets dark. Lots of dark days where the lights don’t twinkle just remembering those makes my flesh crinkle…….. best forgot no use to dwell sad memories can be such hell.
Counting blessing in the lights forgetting bad and sad times, the chances of that. Slight . As the dawn begins to brake I start yawn and stretch and shake. The twinkling lights begin to fade along with all the mistakes I’ve made. Fill the kettle turn off the light look out to see the glorious pink blossom what a wonderful sight! Everything looks better when you come out of the night!
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and
hopefully in to light ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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8 thoughts on “Lights in the Cherry Tree”
How brilliantly weaved. I have never seen such in person but you made me feel like I can feel it. Thanks a lot. 🙂
My pleasure, it is there for us all to see. All we need to do is look.
Love the colorful imagery and your selection of words to provide the visual component!
Thank you so much!
Very vivid and alive. I can see it so well. I love the idea of some people seeing “angels” or “kites” Everyone truly does see something different.
Thank you , yes we all see things differently that is part of the fun of being human!! ” Beauty is in the eye of the beholder ” ?
Vivid as, Willow – & the photo is beautiful. That’s in your garden? Gorgeous! We both have a wonderful tree in our lives!!
It was a tree outside the house where I lived as a child, outside my house now I see ….. yes you guessed Willow Trees!! 😉 XXXX