“Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky.”

-Khalil Gibran

I am finding this to be true. Each and every tree…no matter how trimmed, blighted, hacked off, or allowed to grow free…speaks in verse or rhyme a tale of life and love, beauty and grace.

Evening sky behind treeline…

The limbs are like pens, writing in the sky, waving words through line and shape. We are nearing the end of the season where I can see the tips of these pens. In a month or so, most of the trees will have blossomed and leaved, hiding the pens themselves, but showing off their colorful raiment, sharing a new stanza to their poetic life.

Neighborhood tree in Oil Pastel.

It has already begun here in the piedmont of North Carolina. Everyone is marveling (and perhaps a bit skeptical) over the early Spring activity. Daffodils, pear trees, forsythia and irises may all be blanketed in snow once or twice more before spring temperatures are here to stay. No one is complaining. Bring on the glorious display! My pen is ready to draw the transformation!

This week of tree drawings marks a shift not only in seasons, but also in sketchbooks. The last four days have been drawn in a slightly larger book which is probably intended more for writing than for drawing. There are tiny pale dots everywhere which I quite like along with the thick smooth paper. There are so many pages, I’m thinking it will last me a looooong time! We shall see!

Pear tree blooming in neighbor’s yard. Oil pastel with fat marker.

There is also a slight shift afoot in media choice. I have always been seasonally affected when it comes to what I choose to draw or paint with. The last two drawings in my sketchbook contain more oil pastel and hence more color on the page than in my previous sketchbook. I love it all! I welcome the shifts and try not to talk myself out of them. 😃

I was delighted to hear from several of you after my last post and that you are indeed receiving notifications now in your email boxes! Hoorah! I appreciate each and every one of you who takes the time to read these posts. My hope is always to bring you a spot of delight in your day and perhaps inspiration to draw or make something yourself!

Be on the lookout for tree poems! My eyes are peeled…💖

8 thoughts on “Poems

  1. Sally says:

    I love your work , so positive and true, your whimsy , and detail speaks so much of you. Hey that was original too.
    I’ve been sitting with my 97 year old mom in Texas since Dec 16 , when she fell and shattered her hip. She made it through two surgeries a month in rehab, when a mild stroke held her progress. Hospice has been helping us and the time has been very sweet and loving. Your poems and art always put a smile on my face, keep up the fabulous art in you. Sally

    • Jennifer Edwards says:

      Oh Sally…though you speak of your time with your. Mom as sweet, I’m sure it has been difficult as well and hard to see her go through these things. I’m so sorry. Prayers for you and your mom as she recuperates. Thank you for your kind words here! I so appreciate the encouragement! Love, Jennifer

  2. Suzanne says:

    You always add sparkle to my day…whether in class or on-line. Keep drawing and writing. You have so many gifts to share. Grateful smiles to you.

  3. Zoe Myers says:

    Jennifer – thank you for the tree poems & art. What a lovely start to a gray day here in the Shenandoah Valley!

    • Jennifer Edwards says:

      The Shenandoah Valley must be full of wonderful trees to draw! Thank you so much for commenting here and following my venture of daily tree drawings! I hope all is well with you and yours Zoe!! -Jennifer

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