Monday Memories: Winter’s Final Walk

This poem is written in a traditional sonnet style with 14 lines, and each line contains 10 syllables.  I was fortunate to witness this park one day before the rising temperatures would begin transforming the park from its winter look.

Sycamore trees lose some of their bark over time. The whitest branches truly glisten in the winter sunlight.

Invitation from warmer winter day

Insisting on afternoon nature hike

Snowy Walnut Woods, waiting with sunshine

Feeling welcome, childlike emotions strike

 

Deep snow lining each trail, bright white border

Dressing in cozy layers, feeling warm

Park’s newest treasures, eager to explore

Thankful for winter’s freedom from snowstorms

 

Ancient sycamore tree branches glisten

Discovering cross-country skiers’ trail

Beaver dam holds back frozen Big Run creek

Precious winter moments bless, without fail

 

Looming big thaw will erase winter’s scene

Memories filling life’s unending screen

 

A wintertime beaver dam backs up the frozen Big Run. It might not survive the spring runoff.

Originally published March, 2021.

Monday Memories: Mister Sycamore

This poem features photos taken of a majestic American sycamore tree, which is found at Walnut Woods Metro Park.  The tree is likely over a hundred years old.  The location is part of an extensive network of nature parks in the central Ohio area around Columbus and Franklin County.  These photos were taken during a series of walks that I’ve made over the past few years.

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Far older than every one of the neighboring trees

Standing taller than many, all take notice and see

 

The prized King of Walnut Woods reigns today

Calling him Mister Sycamore, his subjects say

 

With branches elevating up towards the sky

Measuring his girth, takes many hands to try

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Visitors pause to salute nature’s monarch

Standing in reverence as park’s landmark

 

The Woods change from season to season

Watching over all, is the King’s main reason

 

He holds on to his leaves longer in fall

Guarding the land in winter, always tall

 

His leaves take some time to fill out in spring

Providing ample shade in summer is his thing

 

His expansive canopy of branches spreads wide

Peeling off sections of bark, creates whitish sides

 

His heir, the Prince, waiting in the wings

Rising lean and tall by a creek, he sings

2019-june-7-walnut-woods-addison-015.jpg Farther away, a thick grove of younger ones wait

Dreaming who will grow to be the tallest, so great

 

Mister Sycamore loves many Bible stories

Lifting Jesus up in total and brilliant glory

 

The story of Zacchaeus climbing a Sycamore tree

Being much too short for Jesus to find, there he be

Ohio’s biggest recorded tree is an American sycamore found in Ashland County near Jeromesville.  The tree is at least 200 years old, stands 88 feet tall, and measures 326 inches around its circumference. 

Originally published September, 2019.

Winter’s Final Walk

This poem is written in a traditional sonnet style with 14 lines, and each line contains 10 syllables.  I was fortunate to witness this park one day before the rising temperatures would begin transforming the park from its winter look.

Sycamore trees lose some of their bark over time. The whitest branches truly glisten in the winter sunlight.

Invitation from warmer winter day

Insisting on afternoon nature hike

Snowy Walnut Woods, waiting with sunshine

Feeling welcome, childlike emotions strike

 

Deep snow lining each trail, bright white border

Dressing in cozy layers, feeling warm

Park’s newest treasures, eager to explore

Thankful for winter’s freedom from snowstorms

 

Ancient sycamore tree branches glisten

Discovering cross-country skiers’ trail

Beaver dam holds back frozen Big Run creek

Precious winter moments bless, without fail

 

Looming big thaw will erase winter’s scene

Memories filling life’s unending screen

 

A wintertime beaver dam backs up the frozen Big Run. It might not survive the spring runoff.

Mister Sycamore

woods-sycamore.jpg

Far older than every one of the neighboring trees

Standing taller than many, all take notice and see

 

The prized King of Walnut Woods reigns today

Calling him Mister Sycamore, his subjects say

 

With branches elevating up towards the sky

Measuring his girth, takes many hands to try

2019 June 7 Walnut Woods & Addison 017.JPG

Visitors pause to salute nature’s monarch

Standing in reverence as park’s landmark

 

The Woods change from season to season

Watching over all, is the King’s main reason

 

He holds on to his leaves longer in fall

Guarding the land in winter, always tall

 

His leaves take some time to fill out in spring

Providing ample shade in summer is his thing

 

His expansive canopy of branches spreads wide

Peeling off sections of bark, creates whitish sides

 

His heir, the Prince, waiting in the wings

Rising lean and tall by a creek, he sings

2019-june-7-walnut-woods-addison-015.jpg 

Farther away, a thick grove of younger ones wait

Dreaming who will grow to be the tallest, so great

 

Mister Sycamore loves many Bible stories

Lifting Jesus up in total and brilliant glory

 

The story of Zacchaeus climbing a Sycamore tree

Being much too short for Jesus to find, there he be

Ohio’s biggest recorded tree is an American Sycamore found in Ashland County near Jeromesville.  The tree is at least 200 years old, stands 88 feet tall, and measures 326 inches around its circumference.