Poems by James Irvine

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Short stories, 3DPoetry, Poetpics, Photopoetry & philosophy by James Irvine

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Where have all the leaves gone?

March 15, 2019

 Where are all the leaves, as I gaze upon this tree?

Twisted branches on the ground; no sadder sight for me.

Once a tall majestic eucalypt, full of lush green leaves,

one too many dry spells, means your end is near indeed.

Long since our creek ran full; now, not even just a trickle,

weathered roots and dryer leaves, results in matter brittle.

Your armour coat of pink bark, is stripped back to the bone,

exposed skin bared for all to see, seems dryer than a stone.

I touch your flesh; I feel your pain; no comfort can I give,

precious water from my hose, means first my plants must live!

Another day of forty-two degrees; and that’s under the shade!

relentless heat and soon to rest, this old tree shall be laid!

A gentle breeze upon my face, some relief I hope for all,

but all it does is drop more leaves, and faraway they fall.

One hundred years of growing, invincible I thought,

fragile, our environment; at schools we must be taught!

Let’s stop this senseless slaying, and focus on what’s right,

without water for our trees and parks, their end is sure in sight.

 

 

 

  • By combining Poetry into a photograph you get POETPICS or PHOTOPOETRY.

  • A phrase of philosophy integrated into a photograph = PHILOETRY

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  • See how this and other poems play a part in the Story 'Finding Harvey’, crafting another dimension of creative writing = 3D-Poetry.​

 

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