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An Old Sycamore Goes Down in History

They're cutting down great grandfather Sycamore
in front of Mark's house on W. 26th Street,
his roots upending Ohio City's sidewalk

if only others could speak
but trees don't shed
tears as they do leaves

in another
world, Merry and Pippin ride weathered shoulders
of Treebeard

they have no secrets to tell
and men of middle earth
do not weep


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Hello Kailashana...

Good to see you back and posting a poem in your inimitable style.


raj (sublime_ocean)

Hi Raj.

Apparently, there was no way to save great grandfather. Thank you for reading. Warm greetings to all.

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Far too many ancient trees have been sacrificed to progress. I see entire forests of old growth mixed timber clear cut then planted entirely in pine trees....sigh. I guess all I can do is treat the few acres I own as what they are, irreplacable. Good to see you back and hope all is well with you and yours......stan

If only mankind can learn to preserve more of the trees, we might learn much more about nature and appreciate it better. At least that is what I thought. Alas, Man in his quest to spread civilisation has failed to form a balance here.


100 agreed. Balance is such a perfect word, Alid. It reminds me of one of my favourite songs by the Moody Blues.

The Balance Lyrics

After he had journeyed and his feet were sore
And he was tired, he came upon an orange grove
And he rested and he lay in the cool
And while he rested, he took to himself an orange and tasted it

And it was good and he felt the earth to his spine
And he asked, and he saw the tree above him and the stars
And the veins in the leaf and the light and the balance
And he saw magnificent perfection
Whereon he thought of himself in balance and he knew he was

Just open your eyes and realize the way it's always been
Just open your mind and you will find
The way it's always been, just open your heart
And that's a start

And he thought of those he angered for he was not a violent man
And he thought of those he hurt for he was not a cruel man
And he thought of those he frightened for he was not an evil man
And he understood, he understood himself

Upon this he saw that when he was of anger or knew hurt or felt fear
It was because he was not understanding
And he learned compassion

And with his eye of compassion
He saw his enemies like unto himself
And he learned love, then he was answered

Just open your eyes and realize the way it's always been
Just open your mind and you will find
The way it's always been, just open your heart
And that's a start

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Good to see you posting poetry again.
As usual, I see that the cost of building a sidewalk AROUND a tree, and, I'm betting, the money they'll make from its dead corpse, are more important than keeping something like an old Sycamore alive. I'm with Stan - buy as much land as you can, and keep it safe.
A good poem, Anna.

Respectfully, Jim

"Laws and Rules don't kill freedom: narrow-minded intolerance does" - Race-9togo

So many things are changed in our lives, even the trees we love are taken away and replaced by either as Stan says Pine trees or concrete jungles.
You must plant the great grandfather in a place they cannot touch him, your memory will do for now then when you leave to go to where ever he will be there to give you shade.
Take care young Lady and know it is real great having you here writing again, Yours Ian .T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

There's more to this story, Mark and my daughter co-own a landscaping business. (Both are artists and nature conservators) Mark's home and yard are featured in their brochure. When I talked with my daughter yesterday, she said that a tree surgeon was consulted and the tree *was on its way out*. I'm no tree surgeon, of course, seeing no visible evidence.

Barry asked....*in how many years?*.

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Thanks for the welcome back, reads and replies.

We are all in this together. Nothing has changed.


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In the village down the road there are Oak trees that were planted on most main anniversaries from Queen Victoria 's Diamond one in 1901, to several coronations since that time .
Just a few miles more and there is Sherwood forest with Oak trees that go back to Richard 1st time they say the oldest one is where Robin Hood was active,
The strange one we have here are the Yew trees in the churchyards, they date back hundreds of years, it use to be law that on Sunday any boy over the age of Sixteen had to go to the Butts that were usually behind the churches, and there they would have to practice with the Long Bow.
The Long Bow is made from the Yew trees wood and is part hard wood and part soft wood to give it a flexibility, I believe that the church was in charge of the trees, King Henry the 8ths ship the Mary Rose they recovered had long bow woods on it, they looked as good as new the ship sank in the 1500's it was Henry's Flag ship, it or what is left of it is in Portsmouth navel museum, I have been to see it.
I will have to go now, take care young Lady and lovey to see you here, Yours Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

"There are a million reasons to believe in yourself. So find more reasons to believe in others."

As long as there is poetry...... :-)

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But I knew a few girls who did this before Univercity
and met people on the west coast who raise their kids in school buses
and follow the logging contracts planting on complete clear cuts..
I met a nice brunette when I was living in the Motel and bar...
she was a tree planter...
And I worked for a pole line contractor.....we put in poles and anchors
and we had to cut down trees for pole lines.....We got taught how
to do all the logging cuts.....Handle the fastest longest bar best
chain saws of the time! and sometimes like this tree we had
to pull up and cut it all down..chip up its limbs etc.......Very sad..
Liability for damage and death from trees in urban areas today
are a big reason for their removal..and the wind storms of late
pretty much got a lot of homeowners to cut the potential risks
down......The darkness cast by the foliage and the decorative
shrubs are trimmed down as society gets more daring..
Vigilance a big motivator to see whats there rather then put
a shrub wild for people to lurk in and hide..

If a trees healthy there should be no reason to remove it...
but more often they are seen as a liability....
Trees I find are very powerful.....
deforestation is a big issue
all our old growth in ontario is gone
a lot of the original....

You have lost an old friend

A very excellent poem
on what we Love grieve and miss

thank you

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