Uprooted
“Can you get even closer to the tree?” he said—so I went inches from the trunk of the tallest of the trees, crowding the fern that reached tentative tentacles from the tree’s shade into a ray of sun that escaped the fast-collecting clouds. “I’ll protect you,” he had said years ago, when we declared our union. But now, in this time of the approaching storm, I wondered about both tree and one who over the years had been in turn protector and threat. In times of gentle rain, a shield. In times more volatile, that sudden bolt that left bruised places easily hidden. I saw the tree’s scar, devoid of bark, burned at the edges––that place now easily overlooked in the shadows. And I moved away from the tree, walking with new confidence to the car. Uprooted, finally, after so many years.
Italicized line is from Sharon Olds’ poem, “Pine Tree Ode.” For the dVerse Poets Pub prompt–to develop a prose piece of 144 words making use of a line from another poet’s poem about a tree. Go HERE to read what other writers did with this prompt or to participate yourself.

Lovely!
LikeLike
Thanks, Viv
LikeLiked by 1 person
You’re welcome 😇
LikeLike
Wow. ❤
LikeLike
Well done!!!
LikeLike
I was watching a conversation between Neil Gaiman and Laurie Anderson last night where Laurie was talking about feeling un-tethered no necessarily being a bad thing. I think her point was that the freedom it brings leaves you wide open to new experiences and opportunity. The uprooting at the end of this piece brought me straight back to her words and the sense of breaks and endings being terrifyingly full of everything and anything.
LikeLike
I identify completely with what you say. In my life, I have had seven complete breaks and new beginnings. In each I left a life I loved to find an even better one that was totally different.
LikeLike
The metaphor is powerful here. Where it diverges is that the tree must remain rooted, the person can walk away. I enjoyed your story of free will and moving in a positive direction after such a long time staying in place.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Jadeli. You got the message.
LikeLiked by 1 person
You’re welcome!
LikeLike
To uproot yourself can be so difficult, but often a much needed survival skill
LikeLiked by 2 people
Very insightful, and the photo is marvelous.
LikeLiked by 2 people
a profound metaphor and great shot!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Kate. I always appreciate your comments.
LikeLiked by 1 person
and I totally enjoy your poetry Judy, you and Jane are truly gifted 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Excellent writing Judy ! Good use of the prompt line. Enjoyed reading this story of duality. I guess there is truth in the universality of Yin and yang. Beautiful photo of tge tree!
LikeLike
Thanks, Rob.
LikeLike
A wonderful piece of writing–and metaphor. I’m glad she had the strength to uproot herself. You used the line you chose very effectively–but actually the prompt was to use the line I supplied. 🙂 Apparently, I was not very clear about that.
LikeLiked by 1 person
No, you were clear. I just misread or imagined.
LikeLiked by 1 person