Tree Crossing

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Uncle Tree's House

I’m so glad you stopped!

Yes, I’ve been felled and can’t get up.

I never intended to cross the road.

The other side never looked greener.

I do hope you welcome the detour.

You’ll find a knife in the fork just ahead.

♥

In a minute, you can leave your mark.

Carve your initials into my bark.

Now add a plus sign for good measure.

Then under that – the name you treasure.

Surround them both with a human heart,

Captured in love, in rapture thou art.

No skin off my back, I feel no pain.

‘Tis good to be on the road again!

♥

Uncle Tree

 

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97 thoughts on “Tree Crossing”

  4. Hi Keith, Uncle Tree :),

    Thanks for your email that led me to your personal blog.
    Sorry for not responding earlier. Very good poems here. I have bookmarked your blog.

    My husband and I have been on a walking holiday in the snow for fourteen days. The landscape was breathtaking and I can honestly say I walked in peace for peace :). Beautiful Snowful Trees I´ve seen!!
    Love to you from Mieke

  5. A nice surprise it was, Mieke, seeing you drop in.
    Thanks for the compliment! Stop by anytime.
    Or I’ll see you at Grafetti. Take care now, Keith

  7. I’m somewhat tempted to leave a post simply stating…
    < AB+MC 3
    …but… it is good to be on the road again.

  8. Hey there, you one guy!
    I was wondering how long it would be before someone wood listen to me.
    Maybe I do know you. Uncle Tree

  9. My children number zero, and my poetic skills wouldn’t match yours.
    So maybe I’m someone else you know, of course, I may not be at all.

    But I do listen sometimes.

  10. Strangers do exist, guy. Talking to one is real, and better
    than the admission that I have an imaginary friend. UT

  12. I wanted to stop by and add your blog to mine. This way people that read mine will stop here too.
    You are a great poet. I am going to be busy reading here for awhile.
    Wishing you well, shia

  13. That was more than kind, Shia. Thank you very much!
    I hope you enjoy your stay here, as well as I enjoyed
    visiting your site today. The pleasure was mine!
    Sincerely, Uncle Tree

  14. “The magic of poetry comes, from the impersonality of the work. a writer must not be his own theme. The artist in his work must be like God in his creation — invisible and all-powerful: he must be everywhere felt, but never seen”

    I love this poem
    By the way I send you hughs mr.

  15. That sounds familiar, Mariana,
    and it explains why I play like a tree sometimes.

    I’m glad you like it, thank you! Hugz backatchya! UT

  16. Sometimes you find small bundles of joy scattered in the form of poems across the blogs such as yours. I am delighted to find it and will go through every page starting now. Thanks for bringing meaning and joy to my life. I am enriched.

  18. i love the way you are progressive in your prose; yet reminscent of style and depth of the poets i so admire from the past. you pull it off effortlessly without being anyone other than yourself.

    thank you for stopping by my blog and leaving your comments!
    http://unfortunateimbalance.wordpress.com/

  19. Thank you, Ms. Author!
    And you are welcome to take the detour anytime.
    I’ll have to cruise back over to you when I get the chance to read more.
    Write on! Uncle Tree

  20. I love trees and forks and knives in the road. Cool word play.

    I’ve never thought the grass was greener on the other side. Instead, my thought is, “you mean there’s grass over there??”

    But I suppose barren wastelands have their charm, too. As do you, Uncle.

  22. It’s more than okay, dear medicated lady,
    I am honored. Thank you very much!
    Hope you are having a good Friday, too!

  26. Thank you, Bryan! Nice to meet you.
    I do believe I’ve seen you around a bit.
    Soon as I get some time I’ll and come and visit.

    Promise! Uncle Tree

  28. Yes, Paul. Dead wood is the hillbilly’s delight.
    Whittler is the editor who always thinks he’s right.

  31. Be careful not to cut yourself, Ms. Mist.
    Thanks for stopping by! I’m glad you liked it.
    Watch out for the sharp edges, now. UT

  33. Thanks for stopping by my blog..i thought i’d repay the compliment..and i’m so glad i did..you have a very deep soul….Gypsy

  34. My, what keen eyes you have, Gypsy!
    It’s a good thing my soul is hidden deep.
    A lot safer it is, far away from things
    that only come out at night.
    I loved your tree sketch/paintings.
    Thanks for visiting, and for signing the guest book! UT

  36. I will keep a knotted eye on you, too, wise lady.
    Thanks for coming by, and leaving with a smile. UT

  37. Dear Keith,
    How is your brother doing these days?
    The moonglow is lovely tonight!
    -Kate

  39. Hello there, Kate & Ed!
    He is recovering well, with no complications at this time.
    His ’98 Mustang is receiving the extra attention it deserves.
    I would say, he’s enjoying his time off from work.
    Thank you for your concern, my friends!

  40. Thanks for your comments. Appreciate it.
    The existential font? Simple, combination of things.

    1. MS Word – Batik Regular (or any other)
    2. Post on Myspace Blog
    3. Copy/Paste onto WordPress

    Should work most of the time.
    I also really like your blog. I’ve added it to my recommended sites at
    http://beyondlanguage.wordpress.com/

  42. I’m glad you came on out to find me, Pablo.
    Thanks for the comment, you are quite the artist! UT
    .
    Happy am I to know you liked a few, jaeson.
    Thank you! You have some of the finest photos I’ve seen to date.
    My eyes are still trying to adjust back to their usual blurriness. UT

  44. I don’t mind at all, Brad. I thank you, and I bless your rain!
    I’m not ashamed to say, I’ve never heard of a Ghazal.
    But I think my ancestors came from the rain forest. Pour it on. UT

  47. Watson, you’ve done it again
    Another home run
    of poetics
    Carved in the bark
    For all the world
    to read
    🙂
    love-Kate

    I’m glad you like this idea, Princess. Thank you!
    “How sweet it is to be loved by you.”

  48. Under the shade of a weathered tree
    Beyond the reach of the sun
    A quiet spirit left no mark
    For anyone to see

    I love your poetry Tree and I’ll be back to that knife in the fork in the road.

    “No harm, no foul.” A great vow, Val! Awaiting your quiet return. UT

  50. You seem to understand many things others don’t even glimpse. What brought you to this state of awareness?

    Comparitive religion? Yes, I love that too.

    But wasn’t it that itchy unsettlement deep down that *has* to ask, why?

    Thanks for making blogging more interactive and communal.

  51. Whether it is a hunch, an urge, or an itch, Pablo,
    they will all drive you crazy until you do something about it.

    Regrets are like scratch tickets.
    Rub them the right way with a silver piece,
    and they will reveal their truth.

    If you then try to water-down the truth,
    you’ll be sorry. Falseness is all wet.

  52. That’s a neat facility, Uncle Tree!
    Great that you are making a name for yourself!

    ed.

  54. Quite thought evoking. I haven’t been around for a while and suddenly Uncle Tree is everywhere. Thought I’d see what all the hollarin’ was about. A wonderful and relevant place you have here. I plan to stop in often.

    Miss D

  55. Hello, Miss Demure Restraint!

    You are sure enough welcome to help yourself
    to the woods anytime. A hollerin’ hollow it sometimes is,
    but there’s plenty of whisperin’ goin’ on too, believe you me.

    Uncle Tree is everywhere? Suddenly? Say, what? My, oh my!
    I wonder if I’m getting incorporated into the scheme somehow. Hmmm…

    Have a great Sunday, Miss D! I’ll have to stop by your place soon
    just to see what being demure is all about. Okay? Wonderful! UT

  58. Uncle Tree

    a seed
    full of thoughts inside
    wanting to give cool shades
    wanting to bear flowers and share some fruits
    yet uncertain, and afraid
    until one day the wind whispered to the world
    so came a little butterfly
    followed by hundreds of animals in different sizes
    and the seed suddenly gained strength and willingness
    at last
    everybody knew the seed’s worth
    how capable it is to inspire other creature’s lives
    and it grew into a beautiful shady tree

  59. Dear, dear Rhee,

    How kind of you to share your sweetest nectar with me!
    It’s likely to be the only Valentine I’ll see.

    Today is the day of my first anniversary. (My blog is One)
    Thank you for joining me in The House of Uncle Tree!

    *

    Really, Butterfly, that was really very wonderful!

    Happy Valentine’s Day to you, too!

    Luvz & hugz! UT

  61. Thank you, Martie!
    You’ll always be welcome here.
    Frank was hoping you’d stop by,
    but he understands the why — knot.

    Have a happy Summer Solstice Monday!
    Peace, Keith 🙂

  64. Hi, UT! I went to high school with you, and found your website from some FB photos. One of the I read poems before I got to this page was eerily similar to the homily I heard in church this Advent Sunday. I like what I’ve already read, and certainly will read more!

  66. I didn’t expect you to know who I was as we did not know each other well back in the day. Judging by your poetry, seems we have a bit in common now. I’ll send you a private message on Facebook; we have a few mutual friends!

  69. There is only one Valentine, hidden in the many layers you created….tapping me on my backside..reminding me of pleasure of my heart beating next to the one, that creates my deep feelings that are crying out. Holding life in your hands as each beat produces the flow of love that flows through my veins ..carved in my soul so many years ago. You are my oxygen, this river has no island, it is continuous through my body, my soul, my mind….open the gate where love travels in only one direction valentine…my heart a waits
    Cheryl

  70. This is wonderful. I’ve always wanted to carve my name in a tree, but maybe it would be selfish just to mention me. So glad for your comment on my blog too – thank you. 🙂

  71. “We’re all different.” That’s putting it rather lightly, Richard. 🙂
    Personally, I have no tattoos, but if I did, you can most likely guess
    what it would be a symbol of. Yes, that’s right. Mother Tree.

  72. That was wonderful, Cheryl! 🙂 From the bottom of my heart to the top
    of my toes, I kindly thank you for sharing that with everyone! Tap, tap…

  74. Thank you for the welcome.. I am glad that I stopped by..
    You definitely have a very unique way of weaving it across the uncle tree.. or may I say you are the Uncle weaving it for the Tree..

    Nice bright sunny wintery noon, my lunch n your blog.. you see that smile plastered over me..? 😀

    Here my carvings.. ♥♥♥

  75. Oh, thank you, my dear Olivia! 🙂 Triple set hearts!
    I can feel them beating and bleating their love through my bark.
    Feels so good…ah, where was I? Oh, that’s right. Playing the sap I be.

    Thanks for doing lunch with me! For a few moments there,
    with the sun as high in the sky as it gets — and you nearby,
    I felt as if I were the sweet bodacious bodhi tree of yore.
    Your Highness, I was blessed! And I’m still trembling.

  76. Fell on the road did ya! well I’ll give you some time to season and turn you into a a carving or two! Hey my saw is just as green as my Kawasaki dirt bike sorta seems natural don’t it? HeeHee
    Just kiddin…wouldn’t even try to carve you…to many knots! great poem though! Let me know if you get any more done on your story …poke! poke!
    I know ain’t gonna happen cause you ain’t got the time or stomach for it right now. Its good that you have that kinda coolness going on Keith just lettin’ ya know I haven’t given up on you and your writing Take care!

  77. Yes, Stuart. I hit the road awhile back. It was very lonesome
    to start with, but eventually I did have a few visitors stop by.
    Then, a few weeks back, there was a mighty storm that came
    pushing its way through the sky, but it passed on quickly. Due
    to the slippery slopes, a rather large boulder dislodged itself
    and came tumbling down the mountain. This rock did roll until
    it came to rest beside my once upon a time glorious crown.
    I’ve been romancing the stone of my youth ever since.

    Thanks for your continuing hospitable support. Signed,
    A seasoned veteran of The Fall, your friend, Uncle Tree

  82. For those who have ears to hear, eyes to see, and
    hearts full of love and good cheer with which to feel:

    *********** Happy New Year! ************

    May 2012 bring you everything your heart desires!

    🙂 Best wishes to all! Your old friend, Uncle Tree 🙂

  83. Why, Thank-you! Dear Watson! I do believe, what my heart desires. I am sure and very positive ….I won’t drive off. It’s a new road not yet traveled and in this New Year, no deviations.

  86. Hello Uncle Tree

    This is totally beautiful. I like it 🙂

    I am reminded of the Tree Of Life and the sacrifice He made to get us to the other side.

    Blessings and happy heartprints to you!
    ann

  87. Welcome to my ancient arboretum, Ann. And,
    Thank you for the totally sweet compliment!

    From bark to heart, I wish you many blessings!
    Starting with a soon-to-be super-fine Valentine ~

    🙂 Luvz & Hugz, UT

  93. Reblogged this on Uncle Tree's House and commented:

    February 14, 2019 marks my 10th Anniversary @ WordPress!
    What a long strange trip it’s been, but well worth the ride.

    HaPPy VaLeNTiNe’S DaY to all my family and friends!
    Peace and luvz, Uncle Tree ♥ From the beginning…Post #1:

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