Hollow…a vessel to be filled

Vessel to be filled…

Hollow...a vessel
Hollow…a vessel to be filled

Hollow the tree,
fallen in silent devastation,
and in wet tendril embraced decay
it lay, void of its once vibrant life,
now shelter for a menagerie,
life within life fallen,
new growth out of pity’s sweet legacy.

Hollow the heart,
fallen from love’s enticement,
then in lies betrayed and in decay
to lay, void of motivation,
now a dark void of numb regret,
life scarred and empty
till love’s legacy of love replaces.

Hollow we are if we think
anything will save us,
for tis we who devise our course,
give and take and expect,
yet we are the hand of fate,
to make our bed and lay upon it,
the curse upon ourselves.

Hollow is the tree,
yet is serves purpose, even in death,
as we in arrogance plunder life
and expect too much,
without an effort or purposeful deed,
to embody and reflect the honourable life
of a simple tree.

Tony DeLorger © 2016

Tony De Lorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
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Tony De Lorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

4 thoughts on “Hollow…a vessel to be filled

  • August 29, 2016 at 7:57 AM
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    From death new growth, new beginnings are possible, for a void is to be filled. We learn from nature that it takes time, yet that which died leaves room for new growth. My Dad would show me things in the forest or his garden that had died and how they nurture new growth. He once said that to know love once is to know love always. Very nicely penned and expressed verse, Tony.

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    • August 29, 2016 at 6:33 PM
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      Thanks Phyllis, as always so glad you relate and enjoy my thoughts. Take care.

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  • August 29, 2016 at 11:04 AM
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    Again, nature setting the example, perfect in its purpose and cycles, all of which we as humans seem to fight tooth and nail. This was truly lovely in its message, and I am always a sucker for the wisdom of the trees. Very well done.

    Best,
    Mel

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  • August 29, 2016 at 6:34 PM
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    Our finest example as to how to live in harmony, Mel. Glad you enjoyed it. Take care

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