The Last Tree / Poem with digital art by the author
Dear friends of the Steemit platform have a happy day, a special hug to my fellow members of the Dream Steem community, I invite you to read my poem today, the loneliness and sadness of the last tree, the words of pain for being the last of its kind. I hope you enjoy it.
My memory is a tree in bloom that receives butterflies
colorful world that perches on the flower of my existence
I am memory of tree, mountain and landscape
adorning streets, looking for old wanderers
I rest on the road, I am a tree that dissipates fears and spears.
No rivers of stones, no exhausted lakes, no kisses of green meadows.
I fly in seed and flower, populating the earth of new horizons
above me only the birds wander their flight, I am the last gendarme of the sun
Some call me guardian of the rainbow
others will call me the last offspring of the species
my wings have already dispersed in old leaves, I am no more than shadow and dry trunk.
I will be a page of some little boy. Fear of the scorching wind
Thank you very much for stopping by to see and read my post.
Antonio Evies, April 2024
| Title: | The last tree |
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| Technique: | Digital art with photoshop portable |
| Author: | Antonio Evies |
| Measures: | 120 dpi. 2133 x 1778 px |
| Year: | April 2024 |
| Location: | Barquisimeto. Venezuela |
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All proceeds from this and other posts by the author are donated to help the elderly suffering from Alzheimer's disease who are cared for by private institutions in Venezuela.
WEB / TWITTER / INSTAGRAM / FACEBOOK / TRANSLATOR
All proceeds from this and other posts by the author are donated to help the elderly suffering from Alzheimer's disease who are cared for by private institutions in Venezuela.
A beautiful imagination.
Thank you very much for your opinion, a pleasure to read it, greetings to you.