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From Mushroom Rings To Redwood Trees
Grasp, reluctant to scattered release-
Sprouts of air, into dust drifted seeds-
Floated trip, held high, on springing breeze-
---
All will fall, and find nestle in dirt-
Patience itself, awaiting own birth-
Taking nothing, to give in return-
---
Given to ride, on winds reternal grip-
Embrace of both, released in their kiss-
Anytime dew, formed from crisp fallen mist-
---
Anew lover, formed from flight beneath-
Glimpse of grasp, as symbiotics meet-
And thus, the thirst, gives itself to seed-
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Burying hands, into soil-
To spread fingers, in its depth-
Rooting around, to search for...-
Some kind of prophesied breath-
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The system, drilling ever down-
Rhythmic processively taps-
This is where I'll lay my roots-
This has now become new land-
---
Once lost, where did it stem before-
Long since on old gust to soar-
To bend and rise, gentle more-
---
Patience rebirthing, yet again-
Cycle reforming within-
Sun-searching, proud, noble stem-
---
Splitting from the unforked known-
Soaking shine, to reflect growth-
Fiber aubades, heaven-sown-
---------
Branching in new found directions-
Fresh wooden skin, of armor forged-
Newly formed, budding distractions-
Mistral leads pollinated swarm-
---------
Peacefully piercing pointed twigs-
Needled upward, into the sky-
Taunt, sticking to empyrean-
Divine growth, to welkin, so high-
---
Rings of growth-
Rooted forth-
Larger, for the course-
---
Trunk is carved-
Shielded bark-
Stretching, to the stars-
---
Reaching to the malleable clouds-
Standing so firm, and tall, and proud-
Canvas to the canopy shroud-
---
Part of the ample open blue-
A kiss between, forging the two-
The forest, vegetated new-
---------
Ever increased, scattered release-
As always, once again-
Blooming aura, bundled flora-
Seed, drifted on the wind-
---------
Cradled newborns, to the soil-
Renewing of rebirth-
Brand new celestial spores-
Bossom, of Mother Earth
Sprouts of air, into dust drifted seeds-
Floated trip, held high, on springing breeze-
---
All will fall, and find nestle in dirt-
Patience itself, awaiting own birth-
Taking nothing, to give in return-
---
Given to ride, on winds reternal grip-
Embrace of both, released in their kiss-
Anytime dew, formed from crisp fallen mist-
---
Anew lover, formed from flight beneath-
Glimpse of grasp, as symbiotics meet-
And thus, the thirst, gives itself to seed-
---------
Burying hands, into soil-
To spread fingers, in its depth-
Rooting around, to search for...-
Some kind of prophesied breath-
---------
The system, drilling ever down-
Rhythmic processively taps-
This is where I'll lay my roots-
This has now become new land-
---
Once lost, where did it stem before-
Long since on old gust to soar-
To bend and rise, gentle more-
---
Patience rebirthing, yet again-
Cycle reforming within-
Sun-searching, proud, noble stem-
---
Splitting from the unforked known-
Soaking shine, to reflect growth-
Fiber aubades, heaven-sown-
---------
Branching in new found directions-
Fresh wooden skin, of armor forged-
Newly formed, budding distractions-
Mistral leads pollinated swarm-
---------
Peacefully piercing pointed twigs-
Needled upward, into the sky-
Taunt, sticking to empyrean-
Divine growth, to welkin, so high-
---
Rings of growth-
Rooted forth-
Larger, for the course-
---
Trunk is carved-
Shielded bark-
Stretching, to the stars-
---
Reaching to the malleable clouds-
Standing so firm, and tall, and proud-
Canvas to the canopy shroud-
---
Part of the ample open blue-
A kiss between, forging the two-
The forest, vegetated new-
---------
Ever increased, scattered release-
As always, once again-
Blooming aura, bundled flora-
Seed, drifted on the wind-
---------
Cradled newborns, to the soil-
Renewing of rebirth-
Brand new celestial spores-
Bossom, of Mother Earth
Published 18th Jul 2019
Author's Note
I like the title, but it doesn't quite go with the writing about a tree though. 😕 But I went with it anyways.
(I didn't actually. It was originally titled 'Mushroom Rings & Juniper Wreaths')
Usually I'll just open this site and go, type, publish. But this one took me about..... 12 days, little by little to get down. Counting syllables and, not my preference, looking up synonyms instead of waiting for them to come to me.
Forests grow outward and upward 😊
(I didn't actually. It was originally titled 'Mushroom Rings & Juniper Wreaths')
Usually I'll just open this site and go, type, publish. But this one took me about..... 12 days, little by little to get down. Counting syllables and, not my preference, looking up synonyms instead of waiting for them to come to me.
Forests grow outward and upward 😊
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18th Jul 2019 5:33am
I am drawn to the reverent tone present throughout the whole piece. The themes of birth and death and rebirth are beautifully woven into this rich tapestry of forest and earth. I can almost smell the layers of leaves and detritus on the forest floor and see the small beams of light peeking through the trees. A majestic ode to a majestic giant.
18th Jul 2019 5:42am
I miss them.
Trying to write about the growing phases of a tree, seed, to sapling, trunk to branches, i began to think more of, a seed growing to forest instead. And the tree growing into sky.
It began to grow into something else on it's own.
I don't think this is a proper response to your comment. Lol. But i extremely appreciative of your loving comment. It wipes away my fear and dislike for my words.
Trying to write about the growing phases of a tree, seed, to sapling, trunk to branches, i began to think more of, a seed growing to forest instead. And the tree growing into sky.
It began to grow into something else on it's own.
I don't think this is a proper response to your comment. Lol. But i extremely appreciative of your loving comment. It wipes away my fear and dislike for my words.
18th Jul 2019 5:44am
It’s a lovely response and speaks to your love for these ancient trees 💜.
18th Jul 2019 5:33am
18th Jul 2019 5:49am
20th Jul 2019 1:55am
You have a great way of describing nature images with depth, if you're interested theres a Wendell Berry themed comp going on, he wrote a lot of nature poems it's called ' the simple life' ..
20th Jul 2019 6:28pm
