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  • Loss

    Poem Commentary

    This was a reflection piece to the poem "Birches" by Robert Frost.


    "Half grant my wish."

    She bends and she breaks as he leaves
    for new forests.
    And he always leaves her as a birch tree,
    bending forward and backward for him.
    He molds her and shapes her to his liking--
    whether she be broken in half,
    or almost to that point.
    I observe and I don't know why she clings to him.
    His facade of beauty
    which only leaves her in disappointment.
    Her fake smiles only half grant my wish,
    which is, for her,
    content peace
    in a broken world.
    Or in her case,
    a shattered world.
    Small buds of pink flowers
    appear at the tips of her branches,
    and if you broke her branch,
    it would reveal stiff, green flesh.
    That is, until he leaves.
    Then the buds shrivel to dark knots,
    and her flesh grows brown and dead.
    For her,
    life is short.
    He will always be winter
    when she wishes for summer.
    A field of wishes
    and a forest of pine trees,
    but not birches,
    for that would only remind her
    of herself.

    By: Brandi Deacon

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    SoggyCheerios commented on Birches


    really good poem BringMeBullets. Good symbolical form life in general



    Thank you, Aaron. :)

    Tinytree commented on Birches


    A definate favorite, I could read your words forever. So beautiful.



    Thank you so much. :) It means a lot to me.

    dahlusion commented on Birches


    Simply poetic; metaphorically masterful. "He will always be winter when she wishes for summer." — again you have penned another unique line. Bravo! Peace and Light...



    Thank you, Dah. :)

    Jayandben commented on Birches


    This poem reminds me of so many aspects of life that could relate to a relationship. I adore the description you write with. It makes me melt! :)



    I try to make it so that people can relate to what I'm writing. I guess I achieved that with you. Thank you for reading. :)

    dumplin commented on Birches


    Very nicely expressed! Thank you for sharing, Brandi!



    Thank you for reading it. :)

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    BringMeBullets’s Poems (75)

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    Flashlight Eyes 6
    A House, A Home 2
    Untilted IV 2
    Quality of Life 2
    Shean 0
    March 1
    Abandoned 15
    Ravens & Razor Blades 25
    Adam and Eve 26
    Dragons Of My Heart 28
    Gentile Dreaming 11
    Your Light 16
    Pretty Mouth 15
    Stars on the Ceiling 19
    My Keeper 15
    Lyrics of Roses 12
    Island 8
    Lamb 7
    Taylor 5
    Unpleasant Departure 11
    Shaken 7
    Just Summer 5
    Handle With Care 7
    Desire 10
    Cloudburst 9
    Wet Dogs 14
    Untitled III 7
    Untitled II 11
    Undone 6
    William 6
    Picture Book 12
    Our Season 8
    Breathtaking 13
    Same Excuses 15
    Define Me 11
    Silhouettes 10
    Give In To The Night 16
    Acid 19
    My Pet 12
    Shaded Memories 9
    Pick Up 16
    As It Was 10
    Destination 12
    Snuff 9
    Tourniquet 14
    Fallen Angel 18
    A Melody, A Memory 4
    Summer's Edge 4
    Untitled I 3
    Coming To Life 2
    Rain's Song 8
    Dreaming 4
    The Wings Are Falling Off 6
    I Wish 5
    Mask 7
    The Cherry Blossom Inn 2
    Restless Haiku 5
    Lines 1
    Rage 6
    The Oceans In Between 5
    Surface 2
    It's As Easy As Breathing 2
    White Forest 4
    Love Like Salt 3
    What I Want Is 3
    The Rabbit Hunter 3
    Fireflies 5
    Living In The Body 4
    The Iceberg Theory 6
    Breaking In Each Other's Arms 3
    Seize the Day 2
    Infection 3
    Gray Into Yellow 3
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    In Fields Of Broken Daisies 9