poems, stories, and bits on writing and living, by Magaly Guerrero
for Poets United Pantry of Poetry and Prose
What a wonderful surprise, Magaly! I read the first stanza thinking it was an awesome stand-alone – love the word-forest – and then scrolled through the images to another beauty – naked oaks and lavender – and New York squirrels!
Thank you, Kim.
And what a wonderful word forest you have planted
Thank you, Jae.
A word forest - love that thought - so each to lose oneself in it!
I particularly love the word forest and wrapping yourself in the scent of fresh lavender.This is all fascinating to me. We don't call autumn 'fall', because our indigenous trees are evergreen and don't become naked. (There are imported ones that do, but they mostly grow in our temperate zones whereas I live in the subtropics.) It takes an exercise of imagination to enter into the idea of 'fall' – very much aided by your words and photos.
There is no "fall" in my Dominican Spanish either, just Otoño (for autumn).
It is always good to fall back on nature to bring back normality in life.
Nature is so good for so many things, isn't she?
"A word forest" - very interesting thoughts: the words as a forest. Thank you for showing me this imagery.
You're most welcome.
I love the idea of creating a word forest. And the screaming New York squirrels. Smiles.
You, my dear Sherry, create the best of word forests.
NY squirrels are the WORST.
You've been talking to NY pigeons, haven't you?
I do love the word forest... and I imagine how they are different now when they stay naked ... it does change the words as well.
"Naked" changes so many things.
I am literally swooning right now!❤️ Especially love; "when oaks go naked,I wrap myself in the scentof fresh lavender,"Wow!!😍😍
I hope you found some smelling salts *hehehe*.
Your word forest is beautiful every season. A treat to banish autumn shadows. And I do love the curiosity of city squirrels.
I, too, love the behavior of city wildlife.
Sweet. So much to think about and be moved by in so few words. Love the idea of a word forest to shade us from those too bright feelings.
Thank you, Colleen.
Wonderful senryu. I love them all. You have indeed unshaded our words with your wonderful tree words.
Thank you, Toni. I'm so glad you feel it so. Also, right back at you.
"To un-shade our feels" - a thought that might be scary or liberating or both. Beautiful, either way, to unmask the truth. And one of our dogs would like the exact geo-location of that stump and it's squirrel friend please. She has never met a New York squirrel before, but she has met masses of American east coast squirrels before, and was heartily impressed!
If your dog ever visits NY, she will be impressed over and over and over... again, lol!
The stump is screaming. Who is able to quell its terror and teach it to sing instead?
I wonder, wonder, wonder... perhaps, the squirrel? 🤔
I love your insightful remarks. So, go ahead, let them fly…