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.
Big Top Steam
A Big East Top Steam Whistle
The steam whistle goes off to sleep
No more coal left now we haul parcels and people places and then some
Want the steam whistle to echo through the valley
All I hear is a ghost whispering to me when I’m awake
So Kov bought it for scrap tryin to spin a buck
All he hears walking along great steel is
Ghostly voices coming from a steam engine from time before
They say here comes the Scrap Man
The butcher will tear us apart for profit
He says to them as long as I’m...
The steam whistle goes off to sleep
No more coal left now we haul parcels and people places and then some
Want the steam whistle to echo through the valley
All I hear is a ghost whispering to me when I’m awake
So Kov bought it for scrap tryin to spin a buck
All he hears walking along great steel is
Ghostly voices coming from a steam engine from time before
They say here comes the Scrap Man
The butcher will tear us apart for profit
He says to them as long as I’m...
#forest
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
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glass ceiling
hope they preach
dangled out of reach
knowing it never comes
but still seekers seek
preachers of war
broken promises charred
repeating history
why is peace so hard
smiles on their faces
destroying civilized places
this worlds history
disappears without traces
scorched earth policy
a mad man’s fall from graces
tear Heaven away from hell
give souls back their place to dwell
battered, scared and bruised
the sky gives birth to hopes hues
leave death to lick its wounds ...
dangled out of reach
knowing it never comes
but still seekers seek
preachers of war
broken promises charred
repeating history
why is peace so hard
smiles on their faces
destroying civilized places
this worlds history
disappears without traces
scorched earth policy
a mad man’s fall from graces
tear Heaven away from hell
give souls back their place to dwell
battered, scared and bruised
the sky gives birth to hopes hues
leave death to lick its wounds ...
#forest
#trees
#nature #LifeCycle
#nature #LifeCycle
151 reads
7 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
557 reads
11 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
69 reads
3 Comments
A Deed Of Sins
Here..I am
Gracefully propped
Secreted in the woodlands of my mystique
Full of wondrous poppy and
Ancient mysteries
Come
Pop...ejaculate...exfoliate
Water me with silken threads of divine newness
Flood your forest dweller
Your libido sweller
Allow me to be your teller of fortunes
Your nest of runes
It's the journey baby
I want to lust over the aching branch
Of your ringed length
Feed me the tale of your wrath
Your greed..your gluttony...
Gracefully propped
Secreted in the woodlands of my mystique
Full of wondrous poppy and
Ancient mysteries
Come
Pop...ejaculate...exfoliate
Water me with silken threads of divine newness
Flood your forest dweller
Your libido sweller
Allow me to be your teller of fortunes
Your nest of runes
It's the journey baby
I want to lust over the aching branch
Of your ringed length
Feed me the tale of your wrath
Your greed..your gluttony...
#sex
#erotic
#forest
#nature
#passion
494 reads
15 Comments
Rhythm of the Earth
I am the gentle breath
moving leaves to speak
as you walk through the
forest
A touch so tender
my hands massage
your shoulders, cascading
down your back, soft
willow branches
Taking your hand to dance
as the trees sway, showering
us in leaves of lust
intertwined in the passion
of the wilderness
I take you there
on the forest floor
undressing as the wind
sings to our flesh
We enjoy the time
each breathing in the other,
hands, fingers, mouths at play
making love to...
moving leaves to speak
as you walk through the
forest
A touch so tender
my hands massage
your shoulders, cascading
down your back, soft
willow branches
Taking your hand to dance
as the trees sway, showering
us in leaves of lust
intertwined in the passion
of the wilderness
I take you there
on the forest floor
undressing as the wind
sings to our flesh
We enjoy the time
each breathing in the other,
hands, fingers, mouths at play
making love to...
#forest
#love
#nature #relationships
#nature #relationships
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6 Comments
Telluric
Willows in the wind
bringing ancestral voices...
We learn to listen,
we teach ourselves to be silent.
Birds sing the song of the ground,
a river of flames crosses the hearts.
The juice of life sprouting
in the fruits of the air.
The body submerges in the waters
of eternal universal return.
Me inside the forest
that is the forest inside me.
bringing ancestral voices...
We learn to listen,
we teach ourselves to be silent.
Birds sing the song of the ground,
a river of flames crosses the hearts.
The juice of life sprouting
in the fruits of the air.
The body submerges in the waters
of eternal universal return.
Me inside the forest
that is the forest inside me.
#birth
#forest
#trees
#birds
#nature
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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
308 reads
4 Comments
Beyond Being
Being -
Weaved through the trees,
Clandestine
breeze
Sees,
The faces
behind
hiding places -
hidden,
[Ensconced
in]
the safety
of secrecy,
[Blended
in]
out of the human
land of the inhumane,
[A true
view
of eminent
domain]
Until the anomaly
comes alive,
reversing
the breeze
Through the trees
Captivating
the eyes,
opening
to see
Lights in the sky
Like
Sacred geometry ...
Weaved through the trees,
Clandestine
breeze
Sees,
The faces
behind
hiding places -
hidden,
[Ensconced
in]
the safety
of secrecy,
[Blended
in]
out of the human
land of the inhumane,
[A true
view
of eminent
domain]
Until the anomaly
comes alive,
reversing
the breeze
Through the trees
Captivating
the eyes,
opening
to see
Lights in the sky
Like
Sacred geometry ...
#forest
#trees
#nature
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
613 reads
4 Comments
Circle
the old crone of the wyrding way woke early this morning to the misty dawn
collected odd offerings from the forest and began her brew
today was an important day the sol would be in just the right position
she had a request to make of the dawn
as she gather bits of bark and moss she chanted under her breath
little affirmations of her belief in the forest and its life giving source
she huddled around her bubbling pot
throwing in some mushrooms for good measure
something in the forest was disturbing her
a dark forbodeing pressence that...
collected odd offerings from the forest and began her brew
today was an important day the sol would be in just the right position
she had a request to make of the dawn
as she gather bits of bark and moss she chanted under her breath
little affirmations of her belief in the forest and its life giving source
she huddled around her bubbling pot
throwing in some mushrooms for good measure
something in the forest was disturbing her
a dark forbodeing pressence that...
#forest
#witches
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0 Comments
i shall arise
Sometimes the worst thing that happens to you, the thing you think you
can’t survive… it’s the thing that makes you better than you used to
be.”—Jennifer Weiner, Fly Away Home
so many, many stars:
eyes of the skies that search the twilight night!
they know not scars or wars,
although the space between them seems so tight.
o splashing, dashing sea:
how many drops of water does it take
to set full free your glee,
when thrusting river, stream, and brook, and lake
...
can’t survive… it’s the thing that makes you better than you used to
be.”—Jennifer Weiner, Fly Away Home
so many, many stars:
eyes of the skies that search the twilight night!
they know not scars or wars,
although the space between them seems so tight.
o splashing, dashing sea:
how many drops of water does it take
to set full free your glee,
when thrusting river, stream, and brook, and lake
...
#dreams
#forest
#sea
#stars
#wisdom
116 reads
5 Comments
He's Kidding... Right?
Peter
saw Carol
jogging
in the park and ran
over to try to
hit on her but to
have her
laugh and jog
faster.
saw Carol
jogging
in the park and ran
over to try to
hit on her but to
have her
laugh and jog
faster.
#friendship
#forest
#environment
#fiction
#temptation
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0 Comments
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