Poetry Prompt 8 - ‘Copper Trees’
September 25, 2008

The leaves on the trees are changing colour. The rich green we’ve been so used to during the height of Summer is now starting to fade into a variety of browns, reds and yellows. Most of us can also feel the slight drop in temperature and the darker evenings as Summer closes the door. Autumn, or ‘Fall’, has arrived.
This week’s poetry prompt, the 8th in the series, is therefore ‘Copper Trees’. Make what you will of the cue, whether that be descriptions of your local forest or the feeling of metal-like sadness that seeps though every vein in your body with the onset of the darker and colder months. Focus on the colours of the leaves, the images they portray or the memories they welcome back to the present. Perhaps you are a Lord of the Rings fan and imagine the trees as walking beings. What do they say? What does copper sound like when struck? The possibilities are endless.
When you have completed the poem, post the direct link in the ‘auto-links’ box below and also make a comment in the comment’s section. Before or following this, take time over the coming week to visit other entries from fellow poets and add a friendly comment or two regarding what you felt about their poem. This last part is vital if we are all to gain value from this exercise.
Remember, this is not a competition. If you need any help or advice, then either contact me or pose a question in the comments section and I’m sure someone will be available to give you a hand.


