Trees are an inspiration for me, a source of strength and quiet, a sense of solitude.

Whether they are outside or in a painting by Homer Watson or in a work by Edward Steichen “Coopers Bluff – Moonlight Strollers” (detail) 1905, trees are amazing!
Wrote this poem in response to a prompt at IGWRT.
WORD SPACE
The walls of my room are covered
in apricot wash and creamy coconut trim
Here I come each day to write
at the oak desk with computer and
a place for paper and pen
a window looking out on the silver maple
lot of light shining in.
When I enter the room
at the start of each day
I look to the dark green in the frame on the wall
And I smile just to see
Homer Watson’s trees
swaying in the breeze
in a painting done so long ago.
Today’s words start to flow.
© 2013 Patricia A. McGoldrick
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The place we choose for writing/creation is so sacred…so simple to some at first glance–yet for the writer, special in so many ways, and in the most intimate of levels.
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So true! Thanks for your understanding comments!
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Love your poetry. It’s always a treat to visit your page. 🙂
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Thanks so much, Margo!
Equally enjoy finding out about new books at your site. 🙂
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It sounds like such a beautiful place to write…lovely piece!
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Thanks, Susie. It works for me! 🙂
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I often use trees to frame my photos and if you google “Moonlight Strollers” the full-sized image is framed by a lovely branch – cropped and used only a “detail” so your poem is even more appropriate than you know (or perhaps you do).
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Thanks, Margaret! 🙂
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Love where your inspiration comes from ~ Trees are indeed full of strength and beauty ~
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Thanks so much, Grace! 🙂
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There is a silent strength in trees – I find I draw much from their presence in my environment.
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Trees do impart a kind of strength, I agree, Kerry. I find it difficult to imagine living in a treeless environment. 🙂
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Yes, it’s always amazing to me how the light and feel of the past is captured to live on in paintings–I also love trees, and here their beneficent influence, peace and beauty really shine.
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Thanks so much! 🙂
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A lovely bright room to create in!
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This room was a millennium project for me(Mom)! It has been wonderful!
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Trees are people, too.
I don’t know who said that or wrote it, but I believe it.
Trees swaying in the breeze are the best.
K
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Kay, I so agree about trees! Such individual personalities, whatever the type,so beautiful as they sway. 🙂
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Thanks, Hannah! Every day I am thankful for these parts that make up the whole and truly give me a peaceful environment. 🙂
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So sad about the silver maple that was lost. Still, your tale of a maple that survived is filled with dreamy images of creation, of inspiration, and of hope. Thank you for a bud of beauty this morning… or should I say, a sapling? Amy
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Thanks, Amy! Saplings go into trees and poetrees! 🙂
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Great poem, lush with visual images … I can see those trees too.
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Helen, thanks so much. Glad you can imagine these green trees! 🙂
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I, too, bring the outdoors in, framed, often with a memory of being there with love.
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So wonderful to capture these moments or to find nature in the works of others such as these artists. I like the way that their older pieces still reach out to us. Homer Watson’s studio home is now an art gallery that I visit with family but the grounds are surrounded by the hustle and bustle of a growing city. His pastoral landscapes are treasures! 🙂
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Such transformation of wood: paper,desk, pencil, tree, painting.. – all bring us to nature, much of integrity in this poem
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That transformation brings a sense of oneness with nature that makes my day. Thanks, Irene, for drawing out this tie! 🙂
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Oh, Patricia…this is a special piece. I just love how you bring that quietly inspired feeling of morning into this poem…I enjoyed this beauty! 🙂
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