Ivy We

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Ivy We

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Two separate plants two single shoots

Burst forth and grow to climb their one life tree

From mother earth two separate roots

Set side by side each grows alone and free



Feeding from the soil they find their way

Attach themselves to the bark of life’s rough ride

The earth sustains them day by day

As they cling to the tree’s gnarled and rutted side



Meandering, twisting, turning journeys

Setting down anchors as they climb to find their voices

Like their lives’ events and memories

From first steps, bad turns and their independent choices



Then came the point upon life’s tree

Their paths converge and natural urges overtake

Into a strong and spiraling symmetry

Entwined in eachother a shared passage now they make



Shared present and shared future growth

Braiding every moment of their time as they are climbing

Linked at every point the strength of both

Each memory tie supporting two threads of life from failing



Assured to find eachother in their journey’s toil

For now grown, they too find their roots mingle in common ground

Nourished with the same food from the soil

That fed their need to explore the tree on which they’re wound



Each twist a loving arm held around

Enveloping and caring and never letting go

So many now intrinsically bound

Which strand is which, no longer do we know



Like two naked lovers lying still

Limbs crossed and coiled in post coital loving embrace

Neither wanting nor having the will

To break this moment of togetherness, their hearts’ private place



In union they share a common desire

To grow together towards the treetop’s brilliant light

Their lush green leaves feed life from the suns fire

Adorning them with flowers so plentiful and bright



Each bloom a highlight in their pasts

Made beautiful and memorable for all around to see

This natural symbiosis ever lasts

From earth to sky, upon life’s tree, secure are ivy we


©Copyrighted by Colin Ryan (2008)




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2 responses

  1. **Lost In Thought**

    when u write from your soul and heart……you play a melody with words. Bravo my friend…..loved this.

    March 28, 2008 at 11:07 am

  2. Bunny Boo

    From: ‘Captain Corelli’s Mandolin’ by Louis de Bernieres

    Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your root was so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is.

    Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being in love, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.

    Those that truly love have roots that grow towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms have fallen from their branches, they find that they are one tree and not two.

    April 19, 2008 at 5:51 am

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