Poems About Forests Published by Members Recently Online
#forest
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
13th Dec 2019 1:19pm
13th Dec 2019 1:19pm
Autumn VII: Trifold
1.
Late autumn and winter
bring subtle charms
with Yuletide work—
such as crafting aphrodisiacal recipes
for holiday gifts and soirées
Plenty of rain, festooning
and burning of leaves
are a homecoming of sorts
—the bouquet signaling an end
to laborious harvesting—
before bedecking a new beginning
—we do what needs be done
while awaiting light’s return
2.
Rooted firmly in the forest
is but another laboring colony
—one predating humans—
deciduous Beings contemplating
their...
Late autumn and winter
bring subtle charms
with Yuletide work—
such as crafting aphrodisiacal recipes
for holiday gifts and soirées
Plenty of rain, festooning
and burning of leaves
are a homecoming of sorts
—the bouquet signaling an end
to laborious harvesting—
before bedecking a new beginning
—we do what needs be done
while awaiting light’s return
2.
Rooted firmly in the forest
is but another laboring colony
—one predating humans—
deciduous Beings contemplating
their...
#forest
#trees
#moon
#fall
#philosophical
1146 reads
31 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
13th Dec 2019 1:19pm
13th Dec 2019 1:19pm
Autumn VII: Trifold
1.
Late autumn and winter
bring subtle charms
with Yuletide work—
such as crafting aphrodisiacal recipes
for holiday gifts and soirées
Plenty of rain, festooning
and burning of leaves
are a homecoming of sorts
—the bouquet signaling an end
to laborious harvesting—
before bedecking a new beginning
—we do what needs be done
while awaiting light’s return
2.
Rooted firmly in the forest
is but another laboring colony
—one predating humans—
deciduous Beings contemplating
their...
Late autumn and winter
bring subtle charms
with Yuletide work—
such as crafting aphrodisiacal recipes
for holiday gifts and soirées
Plenty of rain, festooning
and burning of leaves
are a homecoming of sorts
—the bouquet signaling an end
to laborious harvesting—
before bedecking a new beginning
—we do what needs be done
while awaiting light’s return
2.
Rooted firmly in the forest
is but another laboring colony
—one predating humans—
deciduous Beings contemplating
their...
#forest
#trees
#moon
#fall
#philosophical
1146 reads
31 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
13th Dec 2019 1:19pm
13th Dec 2019 1:19pm
Autumn VII: Trifold
1.
Late autumn and winter
bring subtle charms
with Yuletide work—
such as crafting aphrodisiacal recipes
for holiday gifts and soirées
Plenty of rain, festooning
and burning of leaves
are a homecoming of sorts
—the bouquet signaling an end
to laborious harvesting—
before bedecking a new beginning
—we do what needs be done
while awaiting light’s return
2.
Rooted firmly in the forest
is but another laboring colony
—one predating humans—
deciduous Beings contemplating
their...
Late autumn and winter
bring subtle charms
with Yuletide work—
such as crafting aphrodisiacal recipes
for holiday gifts and soirées
Plenty of rain, festooning
and burning of leaves
are a homecoming of sorts
—the bouquet signaling an end
to laborious harvesting—
before bedecking a new beginning
—we do what needs be done
while awaiting light’s return
2.
Rooted firmly in the forest
is but another laboring colony
—one predating humans—
deciduous Beings contemplating
their...
#forest
#trees
#moon
#fall
#philosophical
1146 reads
31 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
13th Dec 2019 1:19pm
13th Dec 2019 1:19pm
Autumn VII: Trifold
1.
Late autumn and winter
bring subtle charms
with Yuletide work—
such as crafting aphrodisiacal recipes
for holiday gifts and soirées
Plenty of rain, festooning
and burning of leaves
are a homecoming of sorts
—the bouquet signaling an end
to laborious harvesting—
before bedecking a new beginning
—we do what needs be done
while awaiting light’s return
2.
Rooted firmly in the forest
is but another laboring colony
—one predating humans—
deciduous Beings contemplating
their...
Late autumn and winter
bring subtle charms
with Yuletide work—
such as crafting aphrodisiacal recipes
for holiday gifts and soirées
Plenty of rain, festooning
and burning of leaves
are a homecoming of sorts
—the bouquet signaling an end
to laborious harvesting—
before bedecking a new beginning
—we do what needs be done
while awaiting light’s return
2.
Rooted firmly in the forest
is but another laboring colony
—one predating humans—
deciduous Beings contemplating
their...
#forest
#trees
#moon
#fall
#philosophical
1146 reads
31 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
13th Dec 2019 1:19pm
13th Dec 2019 1:19pm
Autumn VII: Trifold
1.
Late autumn and winter
bring subtle charms
with Yuletide work—
such as crafting aphrodisiacal recipes
for holiday gifts and soirées
Plenty of rain, festooning
and burning of leaves
are a homecoming of sorts
—the bouquet signaling an end
to laborious harvesting—
before bedecking a new beginning
—we do what needs be done
while awaiting light’s return
2.
Rooted firmly in the forest
is but another laboring colony
—one predating humans—
deciduous Beings contemplating
their...
Late autumn and winter
bring subtle charms
with Yuletide work—
such as crafting aphrodisiacal recipes
for holiday gifts and soirées
Plenty of rain, festooning
and burning of leaves
are a homecoming of sorts
—the bouquet signaling an end
to laborious harvesting—
before bedecking a new beginning
—we do what needs be done
while awaiting light’s return
2.
Rooted firmly in the forest
is but another laboring colony
—one predating humans—
deciduous Beings contemplating
their...
#forest
#trees
#moon
#fall
#philosophical
1146 reads
31 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 8:24am
23rd Oct 2024 8:24am
survivor?
Survivor?
The ex. president
of the US.
Jimmy Carter
God blessed him
with old age
Carried around
in a crate
sleeps with open
mouth all-day
emits silence
The ex. president
of the US.
Jimmy Carter
God blessed him
with old age
Carried around
in a crate
sleeps with open
mouth all-day
emits silence
#forest
#LifeCycle
#nature
#rose
#trees
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oskar
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 8:24am
23rd Oct 2024 8:24am
survivor?
Survivor?
The ex. president
of the US.
Jimmy Carter
God blessed him
with old age
Carried around
in a crate
sleeps with open
mouth all-day
emits silence
The ex. president
of the US.
Jimmy Carter
God blessed him
with old age
Carried around
in a crate
sleeps with open
mouth all-day
emits silence
#forest
#LifeCycle
#nature
#rose
#trees
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0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 8:24am
23rd Oct 2024 8:24am
survivor?
Survivor?
The ex. president
of the US.
Jimmy Carter
God blessed him
with old age
Carried around
in a crate
sleeps with open
mouth all-day
emits silence
The ex. president
of the US.
Jimmy Carter
God blessed him
with old age
Carried around
in a crate
sleeps with open
mouth all-day
emits silence
#forest
#LifeCycle
#nature
#rose
#trees
45 reads
0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 8:24am
23rd Oct 2024 8:24am
survivor?
Survivor?
The ex. president
of the US.
Jimmy Carter
God blessed him
with old age
Carried around
in a crate
sleeps with open
mouth all-day
emits silence
The ex. president
of the US.
Jimmy Carter
God blessed him
with old age
Carried around
in a crate
sleeps with open
mouth all-day
emits silence
#forest
#LifeCycle
#nature
#rose
#trees
45 reads
0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 8:24am
23rd Oct 2024 8:24am
survivor?
Survivor?
The ex. president
of the US.
Jimmy Carter
God blessed him
with old age
Carried around
in a crate
sleeps with open
mouth all-day
emits silence
The ex. president
of the US.
Jimmy Carter
God blessed him
with old age
Carried around
in a crate
sleeps with open
mouth all-day
emits silence
#forest
#LifeCycle
#nature
#rose
#trees
45 reads
0 Comments
LunaDahlia
Poem Published
12th Oct 2024 2:22pm
12th Oct 2024 2:22pm
Forest Sanctum
The death of Summer
Brings about new life
The vibrant colors of Autumn
Restore my mental clarity
In this otherwise grey existence.
Fingertips gently trailing in the water
Laying near the picturesque pond
Listening to the birds call.
Hearken to Autumn's sweet voice
Discern her beauty from the darkness
Of Winter.
The leaves rustling in the wind
Dying
Not living to see another day.
This is my sanctum.
The equinox approaches
So does Death....
Brings about new life
The vibrant colors of Autumn
Restore my mental clarity
In this otherwise grey existence.
Fingertips gently trailing in the water
Laying near the picturesque pond
Listening to the birds call.
Hearken to Autumn's sweet voice
Discern her beauty from the darkness
Of Winter.
The leaves rustling in the wind
Dying
Not living to see another day.
This is my sanctum.
The equinox approaches
So does Death....
#forest
#nature
#trees
121 reads
5 Comments
LunaDahlia
Poem Published
12th Oct 2024 2:22pm
12th Oct 2024 2:22pm
Forest Sanctum
The death of Summer
Brings about new life
The vibrant colors of Autumn
Restore my mental clarity
In this otherwise grey existence.
Fingertips gently trailing in the water
Laying near the picturesque pond
Listening to the birds call.
Hearken to Autumn's sweet voice
Discern her beauty from the darkness
Of Winter.
The leaves rustling in the wind
Dying
Not living to see another day.
This is my sanctum.
The equinox approaches
So does Death....
Brings about new life
The vibrant colors of Autumn
Restore my mental clarity
In this otherwise grey existence.
Fingertips gently trailing in the water
Laying near the picturesque pond
Listening to the birds call.
Hearken to Autumn's sweet voice
Discern her beauty from the darkness
Of Winter.
The leaves rustling in the wind
Dying
Not living to see another day.
This is my sanctum.
The equinox approaches
So does Death....
#forest
#nature
#trees
121 reads
5 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Forests Published by Members Recently Online
