Being a tree ain’t easy

I am not

on the same page

with mom nature.

My wish for

a blue bird day

sparked guffaws, and

my references thought

as tomfoolery.

I feel frozen

and vulnerable to a

chilled wind as

mom nature dresses

and undresses my limbs

at her convenience,

not mine.

It’ll take a

blizzard of thoughts

and a forest without trees

for her to see

her lack of

fashion sense.


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Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge – Go Dog Go Cafe – blizzard of thoughts, frozen, chilled winds

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27 replies

  1. roots in the ground
    no need to look
    every corner
    and turn
    you get hit
    and bump and grind burned!


  2. I so love this, Eugenia! ❤ xo

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  3. I adore the notion of mother-nature without any fashion sense. haha…. most daughters might say that….xx

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  4. Her “fashion sense” is way off. Timing sucks too, lol. Good one, Eugenia.

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  5. Aww, poor tree. Good poem.

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  6. Lovely, so vivid imagery. 😊🌹

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  7. I love this , Eugenia ❤️🤗

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  8. That was a fun read Eugenia…..and I agree every day should be a bluebird day. Though I loved the old Christmas cards that highlighted the red breasted robin against the snow…..but don’y mess with Mother Nature.

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  9. Really nice !

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