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.
cabcool
Poem Published
Today 6:29am
Today 6:29am
amazonia
Destroying rainforest for economic gain is like burning a
Renaissance painting to cook a meal.—O. Wilson
when we felled her trees en mass
the earth waxed dry and barren
a mother without child
although her breasts were full of milk
then we groaned like tinkling brass
our tongues turned strange and foreign
as echoes from the wild
whose songs were of the lowest ilk
when we stilled her rippling stream
thirsts found no joy of quenching
a fire sieged the soul
whose flames consumed the quick and dead
things...
Renaissance painting to cook a meal.—O. Wilson
when we felled her trees en mass
the earth waxed dry and barren
a mother without child
although her breasts were full of milk
then we groaned like tinkling brass
our tongues turned strange and foreign
as echoes from the wild
whose songs were of the lowest ilk
when we stilled her rippling stream
thirsts found no joy of quenching
a fire sieged the soul
whose flames consumed the quick and dead
things...
#forest
#nature
#LifeChangingMoment #LifeCycle
#LifeChangingMoment #LifeCycle
9 reads
0 Comments
souladareatease
Poem Published
13th Nov 2019 4:26pm
13th Nov 2019 4:26pm
Joro
I held roses
for the dying heart
a bruise emblem sleeve to footwear
O Wizened Entity, placed in greatness long may those eyes protect,
bless and save thee.
Gatekeepers watch, awaiting those that book passage
into hidden garden grove
thy wooden wise one we place our faith to Your protection
hearth of spirit, looking glass divine
we Your children,dress Your spritely visage
emblazoned emblem, totem to All Faith
She The Goddess praised within place
No total amnesty Her eyes and Ours...
for the dying heart
a bruise emblem sleeve to footwear
O Wizened Entity, placed in greatness long may those eyes protect,
bless and save thee.
Gatekeepers watch, awaiting those that book passage
into hidden garden grove
thy wooden wise one we place our faith to Your protection
hearth of spirit, looking glass divine
we Your children,dress Your spritely visage
emblazoned emblem, totem to All Faith
She The Goddess praised within place
No total amnesty Her eyes and Ours...
#forest
#trees
#flowers
#nature
#LifeCycle
82 reads
14 Comments
snugglebuck
Poem Published
13th Nov 2019 1:31am
13th Nov 2019 1:31am
BROTHER OF THE HUNT
On the trail of a deer
I met another hunter
Someone whom I once called
My wild canine brother
Thousands of years ago
We set aside our fears
To hunt together the bison
And the fleet footed deer
He, with cunning and speed
I, with sharp flint and long wood
Together we conquered the prairie
And every forest that stood
Then when I no longer needed
My wild deer hunting friend
I slandered his good name
And his bloodline I condemned
Today, like him I am loathed
For being a deer hunter
So...
I met another hunter
Someone whom I once called
My wild canine brother
Thousands of years ago
We set aside our fears
To hunt together the bison
And the fleet footed deer
He, with cunning and speed
I, with sharp flint and long wood
Together we conquered the prairie
And every forest that stood
Then when I no longer needed
My wild deer hunting friend
I slandered his good name
And his bloodline I condemned
Today, like him I am loathed
For being a deer hunter
So...
#forest
#dogs
#environment #animals
#environment #animals
43 reads
14 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
5th Nov 2019 11:15am
5th Nov 2019 11:15am
Roll on cosmic wheel
Such is the way of things
Even nature reclaims her dead
Even nature reclaims her dead
#death
#forest
#nature
#rebirth
#TruthOfLife
42 reads
5 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
26th Oct 2019 2:37am
26th Oct 2019 2:37am
Garnet Recollections
In all my beauty, I am undone slowly
after a season of changes.
Summer is remembered here,
under the canopies of Autumn's colors;
it is underfoot like pine and spruce cones
and a carpet of burnt sienna needles
over still green grass,
it hangs in dewy air in spirit form.
Every glorious Summer day is recollected
and displayed among Autumn's bounty;
there is no true death here, what falls are
still living things in motion.
Autumn doesn't yet know Winter, it is
oblivious to its fate; it is still a child
celebrating in...
after a season of changes.
Summer is remembered here,
under the canopies of Autumn's colors;
it is underfoot like pine and spruce cones
and a carpet of burnt sienna needles
over still green grass,
it hangs in dewy air in spirit form.
Every glorious Summer day is recollected
and displayed among Autumn's bounty;
there is no true death here, what falls are
still living things in motion.
Autumn doesn't yet know Winter, it is
oblivious to its fate; it is still a child
celebrating in...
#death
#forest
#fall
#rebirth
#LifeCycle
49 reads
10 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
21st Oct 2019 3:40pm
21st Oct 2019 3:40pm
Born of Fire
Somewhere deep in the woods
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A tree catches fire
and soon almost the
entire forest
goes
up
in
flames.
Beetles smell the smoke miles away,
They swarm the forest and lay their eggs in the charred trees.
The eggs hatch and the larvae feed on the dead bark.
Birds too smell the smoke and flock there to...
L
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K
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A tree catches fire
and soon almost the
entire forest
goes
up
in
flames.
Beetles smell the smoke miles away,
They swarm the forest and lay their eggs in the charred trees.
The eggs hatch and the larvae feed on the dead bark.
Birds too smell the smoke and flock there to...
#forest
#trees
#nature #rebirth
#nature #rebirth
74 reads
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
16th Oct 2019 7:05am
16th Oct 2019 7:05am
Plym above the Weir
Mid October, river level 0.7 and rising, 14°c, 400m
I was told not to swim above a weir,
too fast flowing, apparently you'd roll beneath, hit again,
again and again by the weight of water.
The burn is back,
churns my nerve
pushed against the pace of a fast flowing weir.
We enter above
scramble
barefoot over upturned slate and rubble,
fumble
for a little courage, splash
neck, forearms, breast
and sink,
slow,
into cold.
I let it settle
around the extremities as if nettle stings...
I was told not to swim above a weir,
too fast flowing, apparently you'd roll beneath, hit again,
again and again by the weight of water.
The burn is back,
churns my nerve
pushed against the pace of a fast flowing weir.
We enter above
scramble
barefoot over upturned slate and rubble,
fumble
for a little courage, splash
neck, forearms, breast
and sink,
slow,
into cold.
I let it settle
around the extremities as if nettle stings...
#forest
#river
#nature #freedom
#nature #freedom
45 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
15th Oct 2019 8:07pm
15th Oct 2019 8:07pm
A Song of Harmony
The air up here is thinner,
Cleaner,
And the views are quite amazing,
Almost mystic,
As you walk through the forest,
The trees are simply beautiful,
And majestic.
Amidst the crowds of visitors taking photographs,
There is something different in the atmosphere,
Here the giants keep secrets,
Ancient wisdom of the ages,
Knowledge of Mother Earth.
The trails are filled with people,
From different parts of the world,
And yet the giants stand there quietly,
Their leaves swaying,
Whispering,
Curious of...
Cleaner,
And the views are quite amazing,
Almost mystic,
As you walk through the forest,
The trees are simply beautiful,
And majestic.
Amidst the crowds of visitors taking photographs,
There is something different in the atmosphere,
Here the giants keep secrets,
Ancient wisdom of the ages,
Knowledge of Mother Earth.
The trails are filled with people,
From different parts of the world,
And yet the giants stand there quietly,
Their leaves swaying,
Whispering,
Curious of...
#forest
#trees
#nature
76 reads
4 Comments
souladareatease
Poem Published
10th Oct 2019 4:02pm
10th Oct 2019 4:02pm
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
108 reads
8 Comments
midevil
Poem Published
8th Oct 2019 9:13pm
8th Oct 2019 9:13pm
Into The Woods
Away from the home a little girl roamed farther and farther she strayed.
Then in a rush she went deep in the brush until hopelessly losing her way.
Fighting her fear till shedding a tear she pondered a horrible fate.
She sat on the ground while looking around as it grew terribly late.
Among the timbering oak one gently spoke to the trembling child.
“Please have no fear, you’ll be safe with us here, sheltered from the wild.”
Shocked and surprised she doubted her eyes and her betraying ears.
Then one by one more trees joined in the fun to calm the little girls...
Then in a rush she went deep in the brush until hopelessly losing her way.
Fighting her fear till shedding a tear she pondered a horrible fate.
She sat on the ground while looking around as it grew terribly late.
Among the timbering oak one gently spoke to the trembling child.
“Please have no fear, you’ll be safe with us here, sheltered from the wild.”
Shocked and surprised she doubted her eyes and her betraying ears.
Then one by one more trees joined in the fun to calm the little girls...
#forest
#trees
#nature
61 reads
0 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
7th Oct 2019 3:18pm
7th Oct 2019 3:18pm
nature whispered
the Earth called to me
mortal child don't forget your immortality,
your soul's destiny
manifested in the flesh
to learn your weaknesses, your strengths
as I walk the forested paths
I could hear the great redwoods whisper to me
little one in your innocence you saw us true
remember the days of your youth
sacred and old they spoke
woman of the dawn now arise
let the natural music wash over you
cleanse your spirit
awaken you to truth
the oceans roll and crash to the shore
its thunderous...
mortal child don't forget your immortality,
your soul's destiny
manifested in the flesh
to learn your weaknesses, your strengths
as I walk the forested paths
I could hear the great redwoods whisper to me
little one in your innocence you saw us true
remember the days of your youth
sacred and old they spoke
woman of the dawn now arise
let the natural music wash over you
cleanse your spirit
awaken you to truth
the oceans roll and crash to the shore
its thunderous...
#love
#forest
#flowers
#nature
#spiritual
82 reads
8 Comments
A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
30th Sep 2019 5:51pm
30th Sep 2019 5:51pm
Rainforest
If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around, does it make a sound?
According to the Brazilian government, that's just good money.
According to the Brazilian government, that's just good money.
#politics
#forest
#environment #fire
#environment #fire
37 reads
2 Comments
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