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 Tree stump in an enchanted forest GI by FairytaleDesign from Getty Images

 

Long ago, before the gods were destroyed, he stood in the realm of the forest, tall and regal,ageless. 

Nature paid him homage.

The sun warmed his branches. Moonlight threw his shadow. The rain nurtured him. The wind blew dulcimer melodies through his branches. Even the woodland creatures honored him with their presence as the birds sang delicately in his ears. Only man stayed away.  

Perhaps, they feared what they didn't understand. Whatever their reasons, he cared naught.

Then one day, when least expected, the little girl burst into the forest. Her radiance rivaling the moon and her smile the sun. She craned her neck and looked up where his branches reached into the sky, overshadowing the other trees.

She walked to him, her small hand outstretched and placed it on his rough bark."Thank you," she said simply. A child that understood what lived  inside the tall, magnificent tree. He lowered his branches till they gently encircled her. A moment later, he raised them again, standing immobile as he had for centuries, the sentinel of the forest.  

Years passed. Then one day, when least expected, an old woman, bent and leaning on a cane, traversed the forest. Her radiance faded, her smile dimmed. She hobbled forward and placed her hand on the gnarled tree stump. "Thank you," she said simply. For a moment, a face appeared in the stump and nodded. Then the features disappeared and the stump stood immobile, the sentinel of the forest.

 

 

  

Your Weekend Read: NO FAIRY TALE: THE REALITY OF A GIRL WHO WASN'T A PRINCESS AND HER POETRY

 

Thank you for your kind hospitality in having me here today to share my latest release, Gratitude & No Fairy Tale:  Just Her Poetry Book Three, Sandra!

 

This new collection of haiku, free verse, and photography is a blend of the old and the new.

With my No Fairy Tale: The Reality of a Girl who wasn't a Princess and her Poetry memoir no longer available, my poetry wasn't either. It included poetry I’d written over the years, including my first poems. Two of the poems I updated only to make the message stand out. A few weren’t included in this collection because they were more for the memoir than this poetry collection. The rest of the poems are as they were written. That wasn’t easy to do for me since my poetry style has changed, but I felt it was more honest to leave them as they were. This became part two of this collection.

In part one is my newer poetry or haiku that I blended with my photography. I have used these poems and photos in calendars that I’ve given as gifts at Christmas. I know Sandra has posted several calendar pictures here and appreciate that. Now, they are in my store, D. L. Finn’s Gratitude Store on coffee mugs, journals, candles, shirts, and totes. LINK 

Blurb:

Explore D. L. Finn’s poetic journey, from her newest to earliest works. Part One immerses you in a combination of her photography and symbolic poems. Peaceful winter days, forests, and sunsets illuminate her search for the magic of life. Part Two retraces her journey from her first poems. Her life is revealed through free verse poems and photographs that were featured in her memoir, No Fairy Tale. She discovers gratitude on her path to happiness. Join her as she explores her reality through emotions and nature in this special collection.

 

Excerpts

 From Part One:

I included the poem under the picture so it would be easier to read here and in the book.

quiet summer flow

the river water beckons

for an evening swim

From Part Two:

AROUND US

As I walk in the forest around my house,

I feel in awe at the beauty of it all

The silence that surrounds me

And goes deep inside

Is broken only by a bird or squirrel

To my sheer delight.

The trees remind me of wise, ancient gods

Standing guard and protecting me.

I pay tribute to their size and power.

The air so sweet with pine and cedar

As I expand my lungs wider,

Desperately trying to inhale it all.

Walking in nature as God fashioned it

Makes me realize how we should

Appreciate all the things around us

And become a part of them.

 

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