Trees

Be it friends or foes,

To none we hardly disclose,

Our circumstances,

In any difficulty, thrive,

Shade to all, gladly provide.

Poetry Form :- Tanka (5/7/5/7/7 syllables.)

Inspiration for the piece :- I didn’t participate in the previous week’s challenge, so I’ve used the theme prompt given by Sue Vincent for the previous week. The theme is, Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth.” Herman Hesse

Thoughts behind the Tanka :- Trees, gladly provide shade, fruits, flowers, whatever is within their means to one and all. Not bothering much about themselves, they render help.Stationary, they may be, cheer to all, by their actions, they do bring.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Colleen. M. Chesebro for running the COLLEEN’S 2020 WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 189, #POET’SCHOICE. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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