Quiver Tree

You know, I don’t really ever write poetry, so I’m not sure why I did so here, other than the fact the idea of it wouldn’t get out of my head. It’s always fun to experiment, at any rate.


 

 

Quiet on a hill,

And quiet as can be,

A mouse sits underneath,

A bowed quivering tree.

 

Hushed and harrowed,

The wailing wind wisps,

Around fear-stained memories,

And trembling whiskers twitch.

 

But dawn shines bright,

Bleeding through branches bowed,

They feed on fear,

Taking all that is allowed.

 

Quiet on a hill,

And quiet as can be,

A mouse leaves lightly behind,

A bowed quivering tree.

 

 

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Fee - 3 years ago

For someone who doesn’t write poetry, that’s really very good. Perhaps you should write some more? 🙂

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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    Thanks, Fee, and maybe. The idea of it eludes me most of the time, though. 😛

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Laura Clipson - 3 years ago

You can’t tell that you don’t usually write poetry – this is a lovely poem.

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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    Thank you Laura, that means a lot to me. 🙂

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Susan Scott - 3 years ago

This is lovely Sara! i wondered whether this time I would be quaking in my books. Glad to see I’m not although the reference to fear is making me question …

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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    Thanks, Susan–it’s not too creepy this time. 😉 And I’m glad it’s gotten you questioning, I like it when that happens (personally).

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Tasha - 3 years ago

For someone who doesn’t often right poetry, you do a great job 🙂
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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    Thank you Tasha. I appreciate it. 🙂

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Tanya Miranda - 3 years ago

Love it! Sometime your thoughts will nag you until you write them down. They want to be heard!!

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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    Thank you Tanya! And yeah, sometimes ideas/stories feel like their own little entities. 🙂

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C-raig - 3 years ago

And first read it looks like a metaphor for bravery. At second & third reading it looks more like a celebration of the dawn. Even without a metaphoric reading I like it because the mouse seems real, like it is sitting right before me.

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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    Thanks, Craig. I always enjoy hearing/reading about how people interpret my writing. I like how the exact same words on a page can draw slightly different pictures in one’s mind, depending on who is doing the reading. It’s all kind of magical, really. 🙂

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Nick Wilford - 3 years ago

That is really good! It was quite whimsical but had darker overtones, too.

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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    Thanks, Nick! Whimsy and dark are two of my favorite things in reading/writing. 🙂

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Sophie Duncan - 3 years ago

That is a lovely sing song poem 🙂
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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    Thanks, Sophie. 🙂

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Samantha Mozart - 3 years ago

How dear, Sara. Charming poem. You seem to write so facilely. I’m glad the mouse got out.

🙂

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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    Thanks Samantha. I had to look up facilely. 😉 But that’s a great compliment, thank you.

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Tarkabarka - 3 years ago

This went a very different way from where I though it was going 😀 I was thinking of quiver as in a thing that holds arrows… because of my accent I usually pronounce them the same 😀
I love the opening and closing frame 🙂

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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    Thanks, Csenge. I thought the same thing when I saw “quiver tree” — arrows. But… this idea wouldn’t leave! So here it is. 😉

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JazzFeathers - 3 years ago

And I don’t usually read poetry, but I really liked this one 🙂

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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    Thank you. 🙂

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J.H. Moncrieff - 3 years ago

I’m not a big fan of modern poetry either, but that’s beautiful. Lovely imagery.

I liked it! 🙂

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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    Thanks, J.H.! 🙂

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Djinnia - 3 years ago

‘Though you say you are a poet not,
Yours words speak with beauty.
I bask in the glory of your rhyme
And a true poet I find in thee.

A poem for poetic words more beautiful than I ever could write.

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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    Wow, thanks Djinnia for the poem! And I wouldn’t be so sure about that. 🙂

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Hilary - 3 years ago

Hi Sara – that was a delightful read and definitely a poem for many of us .. and I love Quiver trees … cheers Hilary

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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    Thanks, Hilary. 🙂

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Lori Wing - 3 years ago

Nice! It reminds me of a mouse from a story I read long ago. Perhaps from Watership Down? In any case, a pleasure to read.

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    Sara C. Snider - 3 years ago

    I only remember rabbits in Watership Down. Still, if it makes you think of that book, that’s pretty cool. Thanks, Lori. 🙂

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