when wind comes howling through our wood
the strong trunks barely stir to bow
- but the old crack willow worries
then wind pounds hard on Ironwood
grey alder makes a slight kowtow
- so the twin trunked willow curtsies
whip hand has wind, that's understood
and roots must seek the deep somehow
- then willow sinks down to its knees
wild wind lays waste where weak trees stood
blow by blow on bole and bough
- crack willow's windthrown down with ease
It is November's easterlies
that mercy kills our frailest trees
- Crack willow (Salix fragilis) splits with cracks and fissures, and breaks noisily
- Ironwood – another name for hornbeam
- Windthrown – trees uprooted by wind
For my MTB prompt: A Trilonet of Wild Winds, the latter is our topic with the given poetry style of 14 lines, 4 tercets, ABC rhymed and couplet ending . I attempted the iambic tetrameter option.
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Oh, i really love it, with that willow taking centerstage, and the great alliteration. All of us seem to paint similar scenes, with trees in wind… thank you for a great prompt.
thanks Bjorn – since we can’t see the wind I let the trees show it to us! Glad you enjoyed the prompt -second time around!
As you probably know from previous posts of mine, Laura, we have a willow in our garden, albeit a corkscrew not a crack. But it also worries and curtsies. You made great use of alliteration and other sounds, especially: ‘wild wind lays waste where weak trees stood
blow by blow on bole and bough’.
thank you Kim and for noticing all the sounds
p.s. this was topical since a crack willow in the wood recently had to be felled after it rocked dangerously and threw a small branch onto my roof!
I hope the branch didn’t do any damage.
Bravo, nice one
much♡love
thank you
Well done!
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A lovely (and enlightening) poem. Thanks, Laura
thanks for being enlightened Roberta!
A masterclass in alliteration, Laura, and in tree names too – I hadn’t heard of a crack-willow before…
thank you – alliteration adds to the sound effects!
Very well done. I like he form even though it was tricky to do. Thanks for the prompt a well, Laura!
thank you for joining in too – these prompts are especially tricky if like me you do not generally follow a rhyme and meter style
Ah, Laura, I can see, hear and feel your images so vividly.
that is so reassuring – thank you Marina and Happy Friday to you x
Flows like a wind, I can feel it and see the willow curtsy. Beautifully written.
many thanks – the tree movements helped detect the wind!
Nicely done indeed. One can feel the gale when reading this.
thanks Shay – the gathering storm
A gorgeous poem .. the ending couplet blew me away [pardon pun].
many thanks Helen – ended on a positive note!
I feel for the poor waifs of the forest in this blast!
and the mono timber pine trees that cannot get a grip
What vivid imagery, Laura, and the alliteration brought the wind alive. Excellent write.
thank you for your appreciation
My pleasure.