We’re surrounded by the dead and dying,
tangled and defying, branch and tree
like giant corpses nourish everything.
Even sleeping trees can conjure growth
into green froth of luminosity
in village, city, copse and forest.
From lifeless days under leaden skies, we
watch sleeping trees slowly conjure spring.
Kim M. Russell, 25th January, 2024

Over at the dVerse Poets Pub, this Thursday’s Meeting the Bar is hosted by Merril with the Toddaid, a Welsh poetic form that can be seen as quatrains and couplets.
She has given us an explanation from Writer’s Digest. However, I like Jane Dougherty’s explanation, in which the structure is couplets, with line one having ten syllables, line two having nine, and the main rhyme, which can be assonance or consonance, is in the middle of line one and at the end of line two, with an echo rhyme at the end of lie one and in the middle of line two.
Merril suggests starting with one couplet, a ten-syllable first line and then a nine-syllable line, to be aware of sound–assonance and consonance, and make sure main rhyme is the end of the line with the middle of the next line, while the lines end with almost-rhymes of assonance or consonance. She would like us to write at least 2 couplets.
“green froth of luminosity”– Just one of the jeweled phrases that adorn this poem, Kim, as you sweep us away into nature’s magic.
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Thank you for your appreciation, Dora.
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Beautiful, Kim! I also like “green froth of luminosity” and
“we watch sleeping trees slowly conjure spring.”
We do, indeed. Trees are amazing.
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Thanks so much, Merril!
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You’re welcome, Kim!
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Oh, I love this… not only for the poetry but also the reminder of the piece of spring sleeping in the heart of every tree.
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Thanks Björn. One of the many reasons I love trees.
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this was such a glorious read that I re-read several times – such imagery and smooth rhythm
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Thank you so much, Laura!
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Trees conjuring green. Love it!
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Thank you, LIsa!
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You’re welcome, Kim 🙂
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Oh my, I went for rebirth too…only with waterlilies. Although not as deftly done as your poem. I love…
into green froth of luminosity
in village, city, copse and forest.
It has a wave of coolness that is very inviting for me! Lovely. 🙂
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Thank you, Dianne. I’ll try to send some more coolness your way. 😊
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It’s a welcome sight, always. (K)
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We have some shoots in our garden and I have seen blossom already.
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It’s going to be awhile for us. But at least we’re having plenty of rain.
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I cannot wait for spring. Love this rhythm and vivid imagery:
into green froth of luminosity
in village, city, copse and forest.
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Thank you, Grace. Spring will soon be here.
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Heartfelt poem.
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Thank you.
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“We’re surrounded by the dead and dying,
tangled and defying, branch and tree”
What an amazing way of capturing the reader’s attention in the opening line Kim.
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Thank you!
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“Even sleeping trees can conjure growth”
Beautiful!
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Thank you, Sara!
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Ah yes, the truth of trees, this evokes such a feeling of anticipation.
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Thanks Paul!
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This is beautiful, Kim and stunning imagery!!
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Thank you, Punam!
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You are welcome.
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“branch and tree
like giant corpses nourish everything.”
This part just fascinates me!
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Thanks Melissa. I love the way trees not only give out oxygen, but they also provide food for fungi, plants, birds, insects, etc., as well as habitats. Trees are wonderful.
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Yes, they are often times much more useful than humans.🌳
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