Forest Poems
#forest
Poems about forests and woodland. Teeming with life and the beauty of nature, trees and everything that goes on in the dense and tangled undergrowth. Forest poems, about the light and darkness of the forest, and nature's cycle of life and decay.
Rainbow Gathering
Rainbow Gathering
The northern hills loom lyrically in windy wild abandon rising like humpback whales under Arcadian skies. Martha leaps out of the car and into the pool of light. There a grey-haired man lies in a lawn chair. Martha lunges at him and interrogates with, “What are ya’ll doing out here?”
His visage folds like a deck of cards. “I’m just chilling and eating a peanut butter sandwich.”
Huddled hippies gather, refugees from capitalism. A beautiful gypsy girl stops to greet us offering us repast in our lonely trek through life. We share a meal with her...
The northern hills loom lyrically in windy wild abandon rising like humpback whales under Arcadian skies. Martha leaps out of the car and into the pool of light. There a grey-haired man lies in a lawn chair. Martha lunges at him and interrogates with, “What are ya’ll doing out here?”
His visage folds like a deck of cards. “I’m just chilling and eating a peanut butter sandwich.”
Huddled hippies gather, refugees from capitalism. A beautiful gypsy girl stops to greet us offering us repast in our lonely trek through life. We share a meal with her...
#love
#marriage
#forest
#nature
#freedom
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The Chestnut Glade
The chestnut tree within the glade,
One half-a-mile past Windy Lea,
There in the cool, refreshing shade.
A friend, indeed, in her I made,
She stood upright, aloft was she ~
The chestnut tree within the glade.
Out in the breeze she gently swayed,
To-ing, fro-ing, so wildly free
There in the cool, refreshing shade.
Her spreading, leafy, boughs cascade,
She, open limbed to welcome me;
The chestnut tree within the glade.
Round and about, where squirrels played
And romped a happy, joyful spree
There in...
One half-a-mile past Windy Lea,
There in the cool, refreshing shade.
A friend, indeed, in her I made,
She stood upright, aloft was she ~
The chestnut tree within the glade.
Out in the breeze she gently swayed,
To-ing, fro-ing, so wildly free
There in the cool, refreshing shade.
Her spreading, leafy, boughs cascade,
She, open limbed to welcome me;
The chestnut tree within the glade.
Round and about, where squirrels played
And romped a happy, joyful spree
There in...
#forest
#trees
#nature
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cortina
Pest ...the rats nest and the dogs rest you,
the take
with your boots worn ledgered and tight.
Ankle sawn, ripped down to the bud
of a hare's view, of hounds in their night mare.
Hungers drugged in pot'skin boiling soothing stew...
We clear the woods...the fields are nought haugh
the draining ditches are clean and free
out from the noon and peacocks 'sun
(in from the cunt of the moon, a whole white calf
.. half life/death, a quarter of nail light
in hungover views)
the frail spring sun has pale...
the take
with your boots worn ledgered and tight.
Ankle sawn, ripped down to the bud
of a hare's view, of hounds in their night mare.
Hungers drugged in pot'skin boiling soothing stew...
We clear the woods...the fields are nought haugh
the draining ditches are clean and free
out from the noon and peacocks 'sun
(in from the cunt of the moon, a whole white calf
.. half life/death, a quarter of nail light
in hungover views)
the frail spring sun has pale...
#forest
#environment
#pollution #nature
#pollution #nature
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Haiku - Tall
Majestic Redwoods
dear, ancient pillars of peace
life beyond measure
dear, ancient pillars of peace
life beyond measure
#love
#forest
#trees #nature
#trees #nature
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yes, I can see the forest for the trees. ~ (a haiku)
canopied so lush
ageless tendrils whisper
sustaining us all
ageless tendrils whisper
sustaining us all
#forest
#trees
#nature #haiku
#nature #haiku
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Tree House
It felt like some leftover
leftovers, a repast
of 1st Supper’s Last
many centuries ago.
With slight trepidation
I crouch & crawl and creep
for those magickal, I seek
(wee) beings hidden in Forest deep
from sleeping eyes
who long have forgotten
how to see
no less, believe.
My soul recognizes what
I try to remember.
Older than my consciousness
& ancient in Forest lore ----
my spirit guides
as I open my eyes
to reunite
with magick amidst
the Forest floor.
I am home.
leftovers, a repast
of 1st Supper’s Last
many centuries ago.
With slight trepidation
I crouch & crawl and creep
for those magickal, I seek
(wee) beings hidden in Forest deep
from sleeping eyes
who long have forgotten
how to see
no less, believe.
My soul recognizes what
I try to remember.
Older than my consciousness
& ancient in Forest lore ----
my spirit guides
as I open my eyes
to reunite
with magick amidst
the Forest floor.
I am home.
#earth
#forest
#trees
#nature
#fairies
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dawn
Dawn´s sky
Dawn, the sky is lit up by the unseen sun
clouds from the ocean were coming in they looked rain heavy
not a sound broke the stillness.
This the last day of the year and he was still here on the terrace
able to see the birth of a new day and he was privileged
the world had given him a gift.
The night had been restless and fearful, the thought of his death
had disturbed him, no point resisting the oncoming it was futile
he had said to himself and the dark night.
He felt a chill the rain was coming in faster than he had...
Dawn, the sky is lit up by the unseen sun
clouds from the ocean were coming in they looked rain heavy
not a sound broke the stillness.
This the last day of the year and he was still here on the terrace
able to see the birth of a new day and he was privileged
the world had given him a gift.
The night had been restless and fearful, the thought of his death
had disturbed him, no point resisting the oncoming it was futile
he had said to himself and the dark night.
He felt a chill the rain was coming in faster than he had...
#forest
#beach
#sky #mountains
#sky #mountains
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Soul Of The Woods
To pluck the strings of wooded bliss,
I only know to summon this:
from ev'ry dale and crested tree
upon which lands each bird let free.
There -- a reason to sing and live
wherein, a song my heart can give
and ever true from me to you,
a friend once had not joy as you:
My pathless woods, my one true home --
to Thee I give my only poem.
Here, my last once as my first
within a past for better or worse.
Roaming free within your care
always to be and forever there;
fed as creatures well sustained ...
I only know to summon this:
from ev'ry dale and crested tree
upon which lands each bird let free.
There -- a reason to sing and live
wherein, a song my heart can give
and ever true from me to you,
a friend once had not joy as you:
My pathless woods, my one true home --
to Thee I give my only poem.
Here, my last once as my first
within a past for better or worse.
Roaming free within your care
always to be and forever there;
fed as creatures well sustained ...
#forest
#trees
#birds
#music
#LordByron
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Lullaby
Twilight glows
In warm golden splendor
Surrendering to darkness
His slow fading ember
The moon swims up
In her sultry sway
Enticing us with her
Hypnotic display
Luminous stars
Burn bright from afar
Showering the sky
Like fireflies in a jar
Trees dance back and forth
In the warm summer breeze
Crickets serenade their lullaby
While I softly fall asleep
In warm golden splendor
Surrendering to darkness
His slow fading ember
The moon swims up
In her sultry sway
Enticing us with her
Hypnotic display
Luminous stars
Burn bright from afar
Showering the sky
Like fireflies in a jar
Trees dance back and forth
In the warm summer breeze
Crickets serenade their lullaby
While I softly fall asleep
#forest
#moon
#stars
#night
#nature
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Blood of galaxies
So let's hold hands
Walk down the trail
To see the trees stretching high
Higher it seems than the sky
Piercing the heavens they go
If only we could follow
Your hand in mine
Your eyes and my eyes
Staring up as we do together
We will see the heavens drip
Down the branches that pierce it
Reaching out to taste the galaxies
The blood of heaven on our mouths
We've doomed ourselves
By simply knowing it's taste
Inescapable that knowledge
It's like knowing exactly enough
And never learning another thing
All is...
Walk down the trail
To see the trees stretching high
Higher it seems than the sky
Piercing the heavens they go
If only we could follow
Your hand in mine
Your eyes and my eyes
Staring up as we do together
We will see the heavens drip
Down the branches that pierce it
Reaching out to taste the galaxies
The blood of heaven on our mouths
We've doomed ourselves
By simply knowing it's taste
Inescapable that knowledge
It's like knowing exactly enough
And never learning another thing
All is...
#countryside
#forest
#universe
#sky
#nature
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Of Moss And Pride
I the child of green
fit fine to forest floors
the bed of moss under Mother of pearl crush leaf to folded arm
we stretch together every vine tip to tree
the mushroom morel and may-apple dram
that Ash and Oak press on
the weight of them
staggers this lay of land
I watch the holler meander down protected valleys, kissed by honeysuckle and silver bedded streams
we eat of raspberry, blackberry and elder licking sweet nectar whilst thinking jam
tap slowly the maple tree and let firm the sap
sugar-cubes to hand awaiting Winters...
fit fine to forest floors
the bed of moss under Mother of pearl crush leaf to folded arm
we stretch together every vine tip to tree
the mushroom morel and may-apple dram
that Ash and Oak press on
the weight of them
staggers this lay of land
I watch the holler meander down protected valleys, kissed by honeysuckle and silver bedded streams
we eat of raspberry, blackberry and elder licking sweet nectar whilst thinking jam
tap slowly the maple tree and let firm the sap
sugar-cubes to hand awaiting Winters...
#forest
#nature
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15 Comments
new haiku
Haiku
Early evening
The day gives way tonight
The child cries.
Tranquil is the sea
Ripples onshore as tar
Absent is the wind
Autumnal darkness
Impatient winter waits
Storm knocks on windows
Frost cracks on timber
Snow makes the land secretive
Will there be a spring?
Spring after rain-fall
Aromatic is the landscape
Broods climbing trees
Early evening
The day gives way tonight
The child cries.
Tranquil is the sea
Ripples onshore as tar
Absent is the wind
Autumnal darkness
Impatient winter waits
Storm knocks on windows
Frost cracks on timber
Snow makes the land secretive
Will there be a spring?
Spring after rain-fall
Aromatic is the landscape
Broods climbing trees
#countryside
#forest
#sea #clouds
#sea #clouds
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