Friday, December 7, 2012

Friday Flash 55 — last stand huddles

they huddle by Fighter Ross
they huddle by
Fighter Ross

You know how sometimes when you are trying to pee —
but can't —
you think of running water?

Here we are, the last stand of old growth
in this forest.
When you see us standing in the ice storm
think of us as saplings among
thousands of elders —
from winter,
to the
summer axe.

Written for Friday Flash 55 - My post in exactly 55 words - for the G-Man.



Brian Miller said...

it all begins with matter what it is we hope to accomplish or see...

Anonymous said...

this captures the picture in a really lovely away. melancholy and hopeful simultaneously.

Helen said...

Oh Lydia .. this certainly gives us pause for thought. Oregon is so luscious, I hate it when our trees are destroyed.

G-Man said...

Lydia Dear...
What a lovely observation.
Penned beautifully and thoughtfully
Loved your 55 My Friend
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End.

BTW...Your link didn't link, and clicking on your name wouldn't take me to your profile.
Now...thanks to the power of suggestion, I have to pee!

Roxana said...

oh my this is so powerful, it has the rawness and evocative power of a haiku, but translated into our type of western sensitivity... it has blown me away! if only we could be that oblivious to the time's axe, Lydia...

Lydia said...

Brian~ Yes, Guru, you are right. :)

Amber Lee~ Thank you!

Helen~ I know you have seen stands like this in your travels around our state. It always depresses me. Much to love and save here.

G-Man~ You are so funny and kind and I appreciate that I am saved to your favorites so much. :)

Roxana~ You are a wonder. I had not even thought of it in terms of haiku until your comment pointed me there.

Yvonne Osborne said...

Lydia, I'm so glad you got your link fixed. I always love what you write. This is a powerful piece from the opening line. I absolutely love the photo and mourn the dimnishing stands of virgin white pine in Michigan. And soon to come again, the summer axe.

Rob-bear said...

"Oblivious to the summer axe."

How sadly perceived, yet truthfully.

Christmas blessings, and Bear hugs, from the hibernating Bear.

Lydia said...

Yvonne~ Your comments are always so supportive. Many thanks to you.

Rob-bear~ The least a sleepy bear deserves for looking out from his hibernation is something cheery to read. Sorry this was not that.

Fireblossom said...

I am picturing Lydia writing a another poem soon.

wish wish wish wish wish

Lydia said...

Fireblossom~ You are so dear. I have taken a bit of a break, unintentionally. I am touched by your comment.♥



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