The Maiden's Name
The Maiden's Name by Natasha Lomov
Branches burnt but also fed,
Roots are starved but also quenched.
Her lonely friend, the lovely storm
Struck her figure nearly dead.
Her wondrous friend, the terrible sun
Burnt her only precious bairn.
Secrets held in her furrowed bark,
Never shared yet always shown.
Black and frightful,
Repels a lark.
Her spirit lacks a sprightly spark.
Day in, day out, her troubles grow,
For with each new branch, two may go.
Perhaps you ponder,
Who must this be?
Her mighty name:
The Ironbark tree
Notes: Ironbark is a common name of a number of species in three taxonomic groups within the genus Eucalyptus that have dark, deeply furrowed bark.[1]
Branches burnt but also fed,
Roots are starved but also quenched.
Her lonely friend, the lovely storm
Struck her figure nearly dead.
Her wondrous friend, the terrible sun
Burnt her only precious bairn.
Secrets held in her furrowed bark,
Never shared yet always shown.
Black and frightful,
Repels a lark.
Her spirit lacks a sprightly spark.
Day in, day out, her troubles grow,
For with each new branch, two may go.
Perhaps you ponder,
Who must this be?
Her mighty name:
The Ironbark tree
Notes: Ironbark is a common name of a number of species in three taxonomic groups within the genus Eucalyptus that have dark, deeply furrowed bark.[1]
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