Monday, January 3, 2011

Mag46 -- A New Year


Defrocked Christmas trees
grace dirty snow
awaiting gloved men
with noisy chippers

Mere days in --
gloves already off
resolutions chipped and worn
shine and ornamentation gone

Chipped trees segue to mulch
in a garden layer below
the snow, holding warmth
concealing new growth

 -kls 2011

This was written in response to the picture above, which is courtesy of Magpie Tales.  Write your own and link here to share with the rest of the gang.

I took some pictures of trees today --

 I played around a little with these in PhotoShop.
It always makes me sad to see them tossed onto a snow bank --

6 comments:

Helen said...

The Boy Scout truck drove up and down my street several times today collecting trees ... your poem reminds us of how hard it is to keep those resolutions ~ and it's beautifully written.

Judy Warner said...

It is sad to see them go. Hope you had a good holiday and are keeping warm.

Trellissimo said...

resolutions chipped and worn
shine and ornamentation gone

Dismal, but probably true!

Emma said...

My grandfather would plant his old Christmas trees in the backyard. He got free trees, helped the environment, and didn't waste the money on having a tree for only a few weeks.

Anne Huskey-Lockard said...

I too find it sad to see trees tossed by the side of the street. Somehow it seems to me all the joy and symbolism of the holiday...family, friends, religious meaning, kindness has been dumped and now it's life back to normal. Stress, sharp words, hurry-hurry, etc.
Yeah, I think too much.

XXOO~~♥
Anne

Michele at Sweet Leaf said...

Nice poetic reponse, Karen!
Here, they throw the old Christmas trees into Lake Winnebago for "fish habitat."