Poems About Forests by Top Critiquers
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Poems about forests by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
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a blue river has
frozen in the vast sky
it is searching for
its traces on the
subtle layers of the earth
the shores
woven like nests
have become distorted
the souls of grey stones
are clashing
with the dry fields
stray winds
caused havoc
in the forests
and made a deep
friendship with
the flames of fire
golden spoon people
sleeping in a deep sleep
have started creating chaos
bumblebees intoxicated
by the sweet fragrance
have started fainting
...
frozen in the vast sky
it is searching for
its traces on the
subtle layers of the earth
the shores
woven like nests
have become distorted
the souls of grey stones
are clashing
with the dry fields
stray winds
caused havoc
in the forests
and made a deep
friendship with
the flames of fire
golden spoon people
sleeping in a deep sleep
have started creating chaos
bumblebees intoxicated
by the sweet fragrance
have started fainting
...
#fear
#forest
#tragedy #apocalypse
#tragedy #apocalypse
139 reads
12 Comments
Nature Walk
Unfrozen woods
adventure awaits
excitability on overload
walking stick
not a northface haste
welcoming this muddy bliss
no towers of cells
life runs free
beautiful pureness
deep within her heart
she shines, yet dies
this place full of wonder
these magnificent trees
with and without
any leaves
adventure awaits
excitability on overload
walking stick
not a northface haste
welcoming this muddy bliss
no towers of cells
life runs free
beautiful pureness
deep within her heart
she shines, yet dies
this place full of wonder
these magnificent trees
with and without
any leaves
#forest
#nature
#love
#inspirational
#spiritual
536 reads
24 Comments
variations in the undergrowth
amongst the trees there
is much discussion upon
which grows and whose leaves ..
is much discussion upon
which grows and whose leaves ..
#forest
116 reads
3 Comments
Twinkling fairy lights
Visual poem
#forest
#summer
#night #magic
#night #magic
945 reads
23 Comments
Earth Navel
Earth Navel
She is the navel of the world
Who imbibes the silent sunshine
Of a golden autumn forest of light
That glimmers in the mirror pools
Of her eyes
That see into the heart of nature
And she grows like the tree rings
Of an ancient oak
That remembers the thirsty years
She is the mystery of Gaia
Whose lungs breathe the aeolian breeze
She drinks the quiet sunlight
Like a maple leaf
Pining for summer
When dusk dreams settle
In the chambers of her soul
Where the bird of paradise slumbers ...
She is the navel of the world
Who imbibes the silent sunshine
Of a golden autumn forest of light
That glimmers in the mirror pools
Of her eyes
That see into the heart of nature
And she grows like the tree rings
Of an ancient oak
That remembers the thirsty years
She is the mystery of Gaia
Whose lungs breathe the aeolian breeze
She drinks the quiet sunlight
Like a maple leaf
Pining for summer
When dusk dreams settle
In the chambers of her soul
Where the bird of paradise slumbers ...
#earth
#forest
#nature
#spiritual
#women
100 reads
2 Comments
A Portal to Imaginations End ...
Through the Avo green ferns, the bushes, the ancient trees,
a green building rises, clothed in olive hues,
its glass windows reflecting the whispers of leaves.
The door stands wide, an invitation wrapped in light,
a flamboyant couch waits, adorned in vivid patterns,
like stories etched into fabric, each thread a tale
of minds cradled in comfort, hearts alight with wonder.
Inside, authors spirits adorn old oak shelves giving the air a scent of the timelessness of their presences,
the shelves with books of all sizes, stretch to the ceiling like tall...
a green building rises, clothed in olive hues,
its glass windows reflecting the whispers of leaves.
The door stands wide, an invitation wrapped in light,
a flamboyant couch waits, adorned in vivid patterns,
like stories etched into fabric, each thread a tale
of minds cradled in comfort, hearts alight with wonder.
Inside, authors spirits adorn old oak shelves giving the air a scent of the timelessness of their presences,
the shelves with books of all sizes, stretch to the ceiling like tall...
#books
#dreams
#forest
#nature
#wisdom
65 reads
0 Comments
Skirts of Nature
The skirts of nature
looking into the eyes
of the forestal woods
sing to me Autumn
Revealing the beauty
of it's soul pipes
lifting the wetness
of my fears
looking into the eyes
of the forestal woods
sing to me Autumn
Revealing the beauty
of it's soul pipes
lifting the wetness
of my fears
#forest
#inspirational
#nature #trees
#nature #trees
149 reads
7 Comments
Talking Tree From Boston
Tribute:
The essence of me
Wrapped inside a fluffy tree
That’s where you’ll find me
The essence of me
Wrapped inside a fluffy tree
That’s where you’ll find me
#forest
#trees
553 reads
8 Comments
Forest walk
Boss gave us a day off –
“take time to reflect and relax”
Smart, he knew we all needed it
So here I am, taking my writing book to my favourite trail
Bench #1 - Letting go
Deep breaths, the prescription for relaxation
just inhaling the scent
balsam, cedar, spruce, pine
I took off my sunglasses
so I can take it all in
unfiltered
*
So, we’re on to a new phase, re-opening --
Just when I finally got used to
the low-grade anxiety
the wiping of all the things
the distancing and isolation -- ...
“take time to reflect and relax”
Smart, he knew we all needed it
So here I am, taking my writing book to my favourite trail
Bench #1 - Letting go
Deep breaths, the prescription for relaxation
just inhaling the scent
balsam, cedar, spruce, pine
I took off my sunglasses
so I can take it all in
unfiltered
*
So, we’re on to a new phase, re-opening --
Just when I finally got used to
the low-grade anxiety
the wiping of all the things
the distancing and isolation -- ...
#identity
#forest
#faith
601 reads
11 Comments
Hymn to Trees
Black boots leave a bus
as I watch it trundle off
into English dust
I pass through a kissing gate
walk past the orchard full
of Beltane blossom
up a dirt track towards
a meadow full of buttercups
and red clover.
There she stands
Bella, my oak tree
on her own in the midst
of a lone field
she who stands with ribbons
tied into her spindles
markers of every prayer
every thought
every wish ever uttered.
I sit here sometimes
crouching to reach a crawl-space...
as I watch it trundle off
into English dust
I pass through a kissing gate
walk past the orchard full
of Beltane blossom
up a dirt track towards
a meadow full of buttercups
and red clover.
There she stands
Bella, my oak tree
on her own in the midst
of a lone field
she who stands with ribbons
tied into her spindles
markers of every prayer
every thought
every wish ever uttered.
I sit here sometimes
crouching to reach a crawl-space...
#Britain
#forest
#pagan
#prayer
#trees
161 reads
2 Comments
Oh, modern self-medication
Oh, modern self-medication....
In caveman days
They say
Those beasts
Ate roots
And bark,
And seeds
And these
Were all
To meet
Our cosmic thoughts
And challenge
Inner needs.
A cactus
Here
And poultice
Rare
Raised
Consciousness
Like canyons.
Those rituals
Have lost
Their place
And live
Like soul
Abanyones.
In caveman days
They say
Those beasts
Ate roots
And bark,
And seeds
And these
Were all
To meet
Our cosmic thoughts
And challenge
Inner needs.
A cactus
Here
And poultice
Rare
Raised
Consciousness
Like canyons.
Those rituals
Have lost
Their place
And live
Like soul
Abanyones.
#forest
#nature
#LifeCycle
355 reads
4 Comments
Life of a Tree
Deeply rooted in the womb of
Mother Earth
Branches stretched out to the sky
I connect this planet with the
Spiritual realm
Being a tree I am more awaken
Than I was in my life as a human
Once I was an insecure woman
Full of doubt without self-esteem
Now I live in widening circles and
Trust in nature's cyclical unfolding
Every spring I am reborn
In full bloom
A bride of the man of green
Soon after I give birth to
Sweet summer fruits
Before autumnal storms
Ask me for the death dance
And I let...
Mother Earth
Branches stretched out to the sky
I connect this planet with the
Spiritual realm
Being a tree I am more awaken
Than I was in my life as a human
Once I was an insecure woman
Full of doubt without self-esteem
Now I live in widening circles and
Trust in nature's cyclical unfolding
Every spring I am reborn
In full bloom
A bride of the man of green
Soon after I give birth to
Sweet summer fruits
Before autumnal storms
Ask me for the death dance
And I let...
#forest
#trees
#LifeCycle
192 reads
2 Comments
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