she; tree; be (i’m sleeping).
she thought that if she
outstretched her arms,
birds would fly to her,
and whisper all their secrets
of all the lands
where they had stopped to rest,
so that perhaps she could
imagine in her mind,
perhaps if only for a second
of somewhere else to be.
she thought that if she
outstretched her arms,
god would reach down for her
as an ancient memory of a father.
she thought that if she
outstretched her arms,
he’d notice she’d awaken,
and just hold her.
10.26.08.
UP!::urban po'E.Tree(s) 
Beautiful. I love the mix of action and passivity – she’s taking one action, stretching out her arms, and just hoping something or someone responds.
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I feel; for she!
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So lovely! 🙂
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Very nice work of poetical art!
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Very moving. 🙂
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This brought me the wellies! Well done!
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That’s beautiful. A touch of bittersweet but hopeful.
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great – perfect imagery!
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Thank you everyone for the comments, and such nice words. Very much appreciated. I’m always touched when people take the time to leave comments because something I wrote also touched or moved them. You all are awesome.
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This is beautiful, lyrical poem. The morphing of “she thought” throughout the poem is so nice. And, truthfully, the last two stanzas are bittersweet and hopeful, as teachezwell says. This poem is real. I know this girl, have known her, over years of teaching, mothering and living.
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Very well expressed. There is a romanticism.
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