Sawdust clogs hollow heart cut open dead and gone

Taken in prime standing tall seventy feet above me

Now a home for black ants crawling deep dark tunnels

Bones still hard roots still deep in leaf mulch and dark earth


Green ivy climbing up creeping tall over bark

Annual rings encompassed soon cocooned forgotten

Rain and cold sun and heat reduce bones to tree dust

Food eaten nourishing blanketing sapling roots


We all rise tall trees strong flourishing in our prime

Soon cut down left for ants now cocooned forgotten

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse Bjorn asked us to write an anapestic tetrameter which is a poetic meter that has four anapestic metrical feet per line. Each foot has two unstressed syllables followed by a stressed syllable. This new for me so I am not sure if I got it right or not, but I gave it a try.

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59 thoughts on “Decay

  1. You would never be able to appreciate the rings till the tree was cut down, Dwight! Lovely poem! ❤ I am not feeling too kindly toward ants today. We are fighting an epic battle with fire ants since our landscaping project disturbed their nests, which can be as much as 2 1/2 feet underground. I think we will have to resort to baits! All the best, Dwight! ❤

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    • You are right The rings are counted in the after life. sort of like a memorial service for the tree! :>) Ants are a real pain when they cross paths with us. The little bitty ones bite me and leave pocks like chicken pocks on my skin. They last for months.
      Hope you can get rid of yours. Thank you so much for sharing!

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      • Sorry to know the ant bites are so severe and long-lasting for you, Dwight! Is there some effective treatment for ant bites?

        If your ants are fire ants, they reportedly are attracted to grease, not sugar. Robert has ordered some fairly safe poison to mix with fat to bait them. I will let you know if we find something that works. Also, we are open to suggestions. 🙂

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  2. Felling trees hurts me to the core … however, I understand the “why” … we had seven pines removed from the huge yard running the length of eleven town homes. Fortunately we have twice that many left, tall Ponderosa that reach to the sky. You rose the the challenge beautifully.

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  3. It’s sad when trees die or are cut down…but even in those events the tree is still of use and of help to nature and to human beings. Trees are amazing and wonderful! In all the seasons of time, and the seasons of their life cycle, they are beautiful to me! 🙂
    A powerful poem, Dwight! Your word-pics are vivid and evoked emotion. It got me a bit teary-eyed.
    (((HUGS))) 🙂

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