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Unique Times

Where I share my jewels of wisdom of life

Raw
Vulnerable
Exposed
my gaping
heart bleeds

Enraged
Charging
To protect
What’s ours

But it’s too late
The tree screams
I weep
Cut to a stump
Far too young

I look
Directly into my
Neighbors eyes
piercing
She
without
A care

Naked
I stare
She could
Careless
More money
Than sense

This 40 year old
Redwood planted
by my
Friend
Has come to the end
And not revered

The average Redwood
lives 500-700 years
And often
2,000 years
But
Because
Deep pockets
Talk

I’m silenced
Cut to the core
My breath
Taken
away
as I
Mourn
A life
Cut
Too short
Stumped

Copyright Β© 2022 Cindy Georgakas
All Rights Reserved

Mourning My Friends,

This happened yesterday and it feels like Wordless Wednesday, so if I don’t comment for a bit please understand. I’m heartsick at the moment. I only post 2-3 times a week but I needed to get something out, so it didn’t fester all day inside. I’ve been trying to cover our fence line ever since we moved in but nothing seems to grow. So to come out and see this yesterday, truly sent me in a tisey. For protection of privacy, I didn’t show the whole picture where we can see their entire house now.

Better Days Ahead, but today I grieve.

Thanks for listening to my rant!

Bless you,

πŸ’–

Cindy

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Tangie
7 months ago

πŸ€—

Mccarthycarl
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Hi dear

Laleh Chini
7 months ago

πŸ’•

~M
~M
7 months ago

πŸ₯²

salsaworldtraveler
7 months ago

A shame about the redwood.

Gabriela Marie Milton
7 months ago

πŸ₯²πŸ₯²πŸ₯²

Gabriela Marie Milton
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Love you hon. Take care ❀️❀️❀️❀️

Gabriela Marie Milton
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

My pleasure 🌹🌺🌸🌹🌺🌸

Gabriela Marie Milton
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

You are ❀️❀️❀️

Gabriela Marie Milton
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

You absolutely do ❀️❀️❀️

Monkey's Tale
7 months ago

Awful, what were they thinking.

Thomas Wilson
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Wow you must be nice and a lovely woman

Thomas Wilson
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

You are welcome…I’m Thomas,to be precise its nice chatting with you…So if i may ask how are you doing and how long have you been chatting on this app?

ben Alexander
7 months ago

πŸ’” Cindy πŸ’”

katiemiafrederick
7 months ago

Oh Dear Cindy
i Feel For Your
Grief of The RedWood

Cut Down

In its Youth

By Your Callous
Neighbors Over

Beauty High
Still to Come

i Too Love The
Trees the Big Oaks
That Provide Homes
For the Little Squirrels
to Find Places to Nest in And

So Much More Wild Life Finding
Places to Rest Under Shade And

Shelter

Humans

Enjoy on
Hot Summer
Humid Days True

So i Will Tell You A Quick
Story of A Beloved Oak Tree Back
in the Decades of So Much Stress at

Work Lights Around A Big Oak in Our
Back Yard That Grounded me at Night
After Days And Years That Being A Part
A Cog in A Governmental Job For Work Brings

And Then Came Hurricane Ivan in The September
Month of 2004 With 20 Hours or So of Incredible Hurricane

Strength Winds It’s Interesting As the Big Oak Had Grown a
Mold Disease Upon Its Leaves and We Were Starting to Worry

About it A Bit Yet Hurricane
Ivan Left Only Dinosaur

Bones of the

Tree Laid Bare

Close to the Ground Dead

So Sad it Was to See A Grounding
Home For Stressful Nights Go Away

As the Tree Cutting Folks took the Remains Away
All That was Left Was A Stump and then A Small
Sprig Arose from the Side of the Stump And Started

to Grow my Wife Said Cut it Away and i Insisted Give
the Twig A Chance And Sure Enough That Small Twig Grew

into a Tree More Wide And Beautiful Than the Stump That Once Held
Life Before What i Do When Something Falls Down in Life is Build it Bigger

And Better than

Ever Before

For Free For
What Life Holds
As Potentials New
What i Would Do is

Plant 50 New Redwoods

On Your Side of the Fence Line
In Honor of What Came Down or

Write A Poem That Shows the World
How Much Nature Will Mean to A Dear Soul

Of course
As You

Already Do my
FRiEnD Bless You

For True Others May Feel
Twice Now for Giving the Next
Small RedWood Twig A Chance of Majestic Rooting
Beauty to Inspire More Souls Human And Other Animals

Traveling Life
in Peace

Loving
What
Lives

Even More mY FRiEnD..:)

katiemiafrederick
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

SMiles
Dear Cindy
Keep Planting
Redwoods in All You Do
With
SMiles❀️☺️

katiemiafrederick
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Pleasure β˜ΊοΈπŸ™Œβ€οΈ

katiemiafrederick
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

🏝☺️

Janis Nathan
7 months ago

Sadness 😒

gabychops
7 months ago

I do agree with you totally, Cindy.

Joanna

Sheereen
7 months ago

That’s sad to hear!

Sheereen
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Take care Cindy!

Sheereen
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

I’ll wait to know the results❀

GraceoftheSun
7 months ago

Such a sad shame, Cindy. I can totally empathize with you on this. Glad you are able to release these feelings in your writing , which is beautiful by the way. Hugs to you, my friend.πŸ’•

GraceoftheSun
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

You are so welcome . My pleasure .πŸ’•

leo & bee
7 months ago

πŸ₯Ίthis is so sad but you wrote with your hearts out πŸ’•people connected with your writing like soul connected with god πŸ’•

Curt Mekemson
7 months ago

So many of the beautiful giants of the tree world capable of living for 1-4000 years have given their lives so people can have a deck that lasts 20, Cindy. Grieving is called for. –Curt

Timothy Price
Timothy Price
7 months ago

What a shame. And a redwood nonetheless. Does your neighbor hate trees? Before the neighbors to the north of us moved into the house in 2020, the owner’s mother, who lives in California, visited the property during this time of year. She thought that the mostly leafless cottonwoods were ugly, so she had them marked for removal. Fortunately, the owner put a stop to her evil plans. There are several large cottonwoods on their property. Cottonwoods only live around 100 years or so, but we get few new cottonwoods because the river has to flood for the seeds to germinate. Lavinia’s cottonwood on our property is a rare young cottonwood that grow from a seed germinated by the irrigation water. That’s the first cottonwood to sprout on our property in my lifetime.

Timothy Price
Timothy Price
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Just to be clear, we have several cottonwoods on the property, but Lavinia’s tree is the first to sprout and grow in my lifetime. We’ve had a few that died of old cottonwood age, however.

Ingrid
7 months ago

This is so sad, Cindy: we should all grieve with you at the felling of yet another precious tree πŸ™ 🌲 πŸ’”

Ingrid
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

πŸ’• πŸ’•πŸ’•

thereluctantpoet
7 months ago

Wow! What a powerful and emotional piece, Cindy!! I love it when you write from your passion!! Bellissimo, My Dear, Bellissimo! πŸ˜ŠπŸ’•πŸŒΉ

Lamittan Minsah
7 months ago

Holy mountains, what a great advent of sorrow to come by this evening! A life’s been cut shot, at forty! This tree was way too young to face the grid of a saw. Mmm… money is a killer of destinies, a destroyer of nature’s beautiful possessions. This speaks even volumes about the state of humanity. Such a picturesque poem. πŸ’•πŸ’πŸ’•. Amazed.

Lamittan Minsah
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Twelve?! Suffering catfish, it’s so sad how humans can be so selfish not to acknowledge the importance of what they already have! Such a good work, Cindy. I hope the perpetrators will be brought to book. This ain’t right at all, especially if it’s done outside the confines of the law.

Lamittan Minsah
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

M’hhhm… You’ve said it all and I couldn’t agree more. You’re most welcome. It’s a bright Friday morning here, actually 9 o’clock. Have a tranquil blessed night. πŸŒœπŸŒŸπŸ’•πŸ’•

Lamittan Minsah
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Yes, m very much waiting for it. I love it quite a lot πŸ€—β€πŸŒœπŸŒŸ

Lamittan Minsah
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

I was actually, but thanks for bringing a long Fri-yey Funday. At least I found someone to admire for his works and thoughts and a real walk away from here. It was fun indeed. πŸ’•πŸ’πŸ’•βœ…

Lamittan Minsah
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

I can’t tell how you guessed it this right. Seems you know when I’m lit up, I don’t know how πŸ˜€. Ain’t that marvelous though!! I always wait for your posts like one waiting for the arrival of their beloved. I sincerely enjoy reading you, Cindy. Keep lighting up my heart with your great works. πŸ€—πŸŒΊπŸŒˆ

Marsha
7 months ago

How could someone do that? What right did they have? Were the trees on your property? I grieve with you.

Marsha
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

In Visalia it is illegal to cut down certain kinds of oak trees. I feel sick for you!

Kate Duff
7 months ago

Poetry is so very good for working off a steam. I love trees, I’m so sorry for your loss.

cheriewhite
7 months ago

Here’s hoping you get it all sorted out, sweetie. <3

cheriewhite
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

I completely understand, Cindy. Hopefully they will. My grandmother has a similar experience when she was alive. Thankfully, she came out on top. I wish you the same success. πŸ’–

Mike U.
7 months ago

So sorry and frustrated to see this, Cindy. It’s such an unnecessary and reckless act to destroy a living thing without a thought. Way too much of this is going on in this world as certain people continue to enrich themselves at the sake of our planet’s environmental health. This reminds me of my dad’s wanton behavior on the farm when I was a kid. He loved to bulldoze trees to satisfy his destructive nature. There was no purpose to it. To think that this tree could have lived another couple of millennia is just soul-crushing. What a terrible waste… I’m glad you were able to express your emotions in verse. Your words are beautiful and poignant.

Cheryl, Gulf Coast Poet
7 months ago

It’s hard to understand how some people can be so oblivious, Cindy! Your neighbor’s values are showing. Sad.
Would it help you to plant a redwood?

Navin
7 months ago

Very sad…destroying a living tree…just like that…you’ve expressed your emotions so beautifully…powerful lines, Cindy…

Navin
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Thank you for your sharing, Cindy βœ¨β€οΈπŸ’«πŸ™

Infinite Living
7 months ago

Reminds me of an enormous sweet gum tree behind my house, it had become family to me. The unthinkable happened as it was not under our ownership. They came, it took them hours to cut down limb by limb, how they rejoiced after done, and how I weeped and sobbed after they were done. Their minds cannot comprehend the magnificence they think they triumphed. My heart cannot comprehend what they don’t feel. It took a whole year of mourning for me I think, to move on and not keep looking out for that beauty.
So your poem touches and speaks to me deeply. It is beautiful how you composed it and captured the feeling.

Infinite Living
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

It made my heart smile to be here in this moment with you :)))

Thomas Wilson
Reply to  Infinite Living
7 months ago

Sometimes people don’t tell you how they truly feel about you but they will always show you so pay attention face-smile.png

Mike U.
7 months ago

Hi again, Cindy. I’m unable to reply directly to your comment for some reason so I’m replying here. You asked how I felt about my dad bulldozing trees on the farm when I was a kid. Oh, I was so angry I wanted to cry. We didn’t have any trees like redwoods, just juniper and pinyon pine and some Ponderosa pine, but it made me so upset nonetheless. He enjoyed it. It was senseless. I think it went a long way in fostering my love for nature, seeing how easily he destroyed it. Nowadays, I proudly consider myself a “tree-hugger.” πŸ™‚ We need trees much more than they need us, and I’m afraid we’ll only realize that after it’s too late. Hope you’re feeling a little better. And thanks for caring about our planet. I appreciate that so much. πŸ™‚

Michele Lee
7 months ago

I feel your pain. It is sad to see a downed tree, especially the majestic redwoods.

Michele Lee
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

You are welcome. Your poem was lovely and heartfelt. πŸ’—

Kym Gordon Moore
7 months ago

Oh my gosh, they butchered those poor trees. 🌳 If they weren’t causing a problem then why terrorize them like that? You know what also bites my britches Cindy? When they cut trees down only to replant more little ones! Talk about an oxymoron…or how about plain ole moron??? UGH!!! πŸ˜– Girlfriend, I feel your poetic pain! 😠

Kym Gordon Moore
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Honey chile, you are a nature enthusiast like I try to be and to see trees butchered for no apparent reason, makes me flip too, but not a gasket though! πŸ˜±πŸ˜²πŸ™€

Kym Gordon Moore
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Girlfriend, you’re right! GAME ON…now where are those boxing gloves!!! πŸ₯ŠπŸ₯ŠπŸ₯Š

Kym Gordon Moore
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

You go girl!!! πŸƒπŸΌβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΌβ€β™€οΈπŸƒπŸΌβ€β™€οΈ

Tricia Sankey
7 months ago

Your title is so effective with the double meaning. I can feel the pain in your verses, I am stumped right with you on why people do the things they do at times. That’s some bad karma she’s asking for cutting down such a beautiful tree. ❣️

Tricia Sankey
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

πŸ’“

Jeff Flesch
7 months ago

Heart achingly painful, dearest Cindy. Thank you for sharing this with us today. We resonate with you. ❀️❀️

Jeff Flesch
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

You’re most welcome, my dearest Cindy! Always. πŸ™πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

SelmaMartin
7 months ago

If trees were WiFi spots we’d see more people appreciating them.
Too bad they don’t β€˜see’ how our very existence (forget WiFi) depends on trees.
We all bleed.

Pockets full of extra cash
Hearts empty of compassion.

yassy
7 months ago

What a crying shame to destroy nature’s purity. Well written, Cindy .., emotionally charged β™₯️

yassy
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Very welcome ❀️

joycemaryj
7 months ago

Poignant and beautiful… hugs to you..

joycemaryj
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Always my pleasure…

joycemaryj
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

πŸ˜ŠπŸ™

Frank @ Beach Walk Reflections
7 months ago

Hug

Nancy Richy
7 months ago

I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest against the earth’s sweet flowering breast
A tree that looks at God all day and lifts her leafy arms to pray
A tree that may in Summer wear a nest of robins in her hair
Upon whose bosom snow has lain who intimately lives with rain
Poems are made by fools like me but only God can made a tree – Joyce Kilmer

There’s no shame in mourning the loss of a tree. It’s not silly. It is, after all, a living thing. Does it feel pain when a leaf is plucked or a branch broken? Does it thirstily lick the rain after a dry spell? Does it feel your heartbeat as you rest a weary back against its old, sturdy trunk? Does is cry when cut down? How dare we presume that it does not. The round layer cut from the trunk of a fallen tree was placed on a record player, just like a vinyl LP, the rings of the tree like the grooves in an album. When the stereo needle was placed on the tree rings and the volume turned up, the most beautiful and haunting sounds emerged – sounds only a living thing could make. Who are we to know? Yes, it’s fine to mourn. 🌲 πŸ’•

Nancy Richy
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

My pleasure, hon! It is a lovely old poem. I think I may have given myself inspiration for a new story 🌲 πŸ’•

M Jay Dixit
7 months ago

That’s very saddening and you expressed it very aptly in your verses, it’s like I’m there with you witnessing the cutting down of this majestic tree. Very sad. *hugs* <3

Daphny Aqua
7 months ago

Oh the poor trees, my heart goes out for you dearest Cindy. Sending you lots of love and hugs. πŸ€—πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—

Daphny Aqua
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

You’re welcome Cindy! Always there for you. πŸ€—πŸ’–

boundlessblessingsblog
7 months ago

Heart achingly painful, dearest Cindy. I too feel so sorry. Hate it when trees are hacked. They too have feelings. I too feel so sad and in our country India also trees are hacked like crazy. Thank you for sharing this with us today. Lovely poem too.

boundlessblessingsblog
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

True Cindy feel so bad but who to tell. Always welcome dear. Happy weekend 😊😊😊😊😊😊

boundlessblessingsblog
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

boundlessblessingsblog
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

β€οΈβ€οΈπŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

I hear u
7 months ago

Emotional approach lie in it, that make me sad to know..

I hear u
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

No need dearπŸ™‚πŸ™‚

rothpoetry
7 months ago

Your heartfelt sadness resonates in your words. So sorry that another tree is gone. Perhaps you could plant three or four on your side of the fence!

rothpoetry
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

I think you are right! It does take time!

rothpoetry
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Yes, me too!

KK
KK
7 months ago

That’s so sad. I can feel your pain expressed in verses. Felling of a tree is a crime.πŸ’”

A Star on the Forehead
7 months ago

oh Cindy, that is awful! I am grieving with you.
Better days to come, and more trees to grow!
Blessings to you! β™₯

Prior...
7 months ago

Oh how sad

MD Mohinul islam
7 months ago

Great writing! Most Welcome!

MD Mohinul islam
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Most Welcome dear friend

My Rollercoaster Journey
7 months ago

This is sad πŸ˜”

BrittnyLee
7 months ago

Such emotional power in this piece . It’s very engaging . I love this . This is beautiful ❀️

BrittnyLee
Reply to  Cindy Georgakas
7 months ago

Absolutely did πŸ™‚β˜ΊοΈ

BrittnyLee
7 months ago

I had a mimosa tree growing between my garage and a neighbor’s house . It was strange positioning in the least but I still was broken hearted when my neighbor cut it down . I still remember my friend’s reaction when I told her my reasoning for calling her sobbing inconsolably into the phone speaker. She thought someone had died . To me, it felt that way though . I named that tree Rosie . I would talk to it almost everyday and spend time writing poetry by it. I used to climb on my garage to do that. As a kid / teen , I was always climbing haha 🀣 . But in all seriousness, my Rosie tree was not causing any harm to the foundation of my neighbors home or my garage so the fact that they cut it down destroyed me for weeks . To be honest, I’m still upset about it when I think about it to this day !!! I’m sorry you went through that Cindy . This post is beautifully written .

BrittnyLee
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