Tree Poems
#trees
Tree poems about the role of trees in the natural world and the cycle of life. Poems exploring the beauty, strength and character of trees which have stood the test of time. Spiritual, nature and fantasy poems about trees.
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Born of the Paper
The Whispering Blossoms:
Ready for
Aesop's Approval(imagined)
I took a path that was staggered,
It was one of those paths
that no one knows
quite where it goes,
or just how long it mattered.
It smelled of jam
down in the brambles.
In an ancient hollow,
in a clearing,
there stood a mulberry tree.
It had a spicy story
to tell me.
It riddled & rattled
& as I listened
to its barking echo,
I ambled.
"In a...
Ready for
Aesop's Approval(imagined)
I took a path that was staggered,
It was one of those paths
that no one knows
quite where it goes,
or just how long it mattered.
It smelled of jam
down in the brambles.
In an ancient hollow,
in a clearing,
there stood a mulberry tree.
It had a spicy story
to tell me.
It riddled & rattled
& as I listened
to its barking echo,
I ambled.
"In a...
#forest
#trees
#WritingPoetry
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~a march(-ing) red..
.in a high noonish-dusk dramatics..
in a thin-line hybridised cusp… of a
wanton to puritan or vice versa..
i sit towards the sunny window .. letting in
the naked sunlight in all its luscious sparkle
.. of duskiness yellows.. dripping exuberance
of a translucent caramel honey in its tinkling
lippy dimpling corner kisses in a centric frilly
thickening voluptuous smoochy gather..
the buzzing whirring in trucks one after the
other .. but with some organic intervals in
between them as a...
in a thin-line hybridised cusp… of a
wanton to puritan or vice versa..
i sit towards the sunny window .. letting in
the naked sunlight in all its luscious sparkle
.. of duskiness yellows.. dripping exuberance
of a translucent caramel honey in its tinkling
lippy dimpling corner kisses in a centric frilly
thickening voluptuous smoochy gather..
the buzzing whirring in trucks one after the
other .. but with some organic intervals in
between them as a...
#birds
#love
#spiritual
#StreamOfConsciousness
#trees
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Winter Sun
#beauty
#hope
#music
#trees
#winter
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When Fall Comes to New England
John Denver saw fire in the Colorado sky, but I've seen it in the trees of New England and didn’t need to be high to see it.
The smell of a sultry summer field as it yielded its annual organic essence to a foggy September morning. The cemetery where rests my ancestry, deeply ensconced in the vineyards near Dundee and Glen Eden. The smell of the catawbas would approach sensory overload at this time of year. An exceptionally warm day just after duck season, kayaking around the abandoned blinds in the marshes at the north end of Cayuga Lake. Taking that last swim if you were still...
The smell of a sultry summer field as it yielded its annual organic essence to a foggy September morning. The cemetery where rests my ancestry, deeply ensconced in the vineyards near Dundee and Glen Eden. The smell of the catawbas would approach sensory overload at this time of year. An exceptionally warm day just after duck season, kayaking around the abandoned blinds in the marshes at the north end of Cayuga Lake. Taking that last swim if you were still...
#fall
#nature
#trees
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Autumn Leaves
I am surrounded by autumn leaves,
Their vibrant hues of crimson and gold,
Whispering tales of change and beauty.
The crisp air carries the scent of earth,
Dew-kissed mornings, and evenings in twilight,
Leaves gently falling like nature's confetti.
I walk through a carpet of russet and amber,
Each step a reminder of the cycle of life,
Nature's quiet song echoing in my heart.
The trees stand tall, their branches bare,
Yet full of grace and dignity,
Revealing the sky in its clear, blue splendor.
In this...
Their vibrant hues of crimson and gold,
Whispering tales of change and beauty.
The crisp air carries the scent of earth,
Dew-kissed mornings, and evenings in twilight,
Leaves gently falling like nature's confetti.
I walk through a carpet of russet and amber,
Each step a reminder of the cycle of life,
Nature's quiet song echoing in my heart.
The trees stand tall, their branches bare,
Yet full of grace and dignity,
Revealing the sky in its clear, blue splendor.
In this...
#beauty
#fall
#forest
#nature
#trees
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Shin-rin Yoku Too!
Sun bathing
One tends to get a nice tan
To much sun
One goes lobster!
Shin-rin Yoku (tree bathing)
I spent to long under the leaves
And turned green!
this experience
Left me feeling jaded!
by Jemia
One tends to get a nice tan
To much sun
One goes lobster!
Shin-rin Yoku (tree bathing)
I spent to long under the leaves
And turned green!
this experience
Left me feeling jaded!
by Jemia
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#nature #trees
#nature #trees
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water (in nature)
the warmth
of the sun
catching me
standing
there
at one
there
of my
favorite
chosen
scenic edges,
trees and
blue sky
copied on
the surface,
while slight
hills
dominate
each side,
caressing
her flow
downward
into lands
below,
and i
stand still
while
daydreaming
with her.
of the sun
catching me
standing
there
at one
there
of my
favorite
chosen
scenic edges,
trees and
blue sky
copied on
the surface,
while slight
hills
dominate
each side,
caressing
her flow
downward
into lands
below,
and i
stand still
while
daydreaming
with her.
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
#trees
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moonlight and magnolias
the
full moon's
light
generously
shown down
on the
magnolia's
blossoms,
each one
relentless
in their
pursuit
to place
their sweet
fragrance
on the
night air.
full moon's
light
generously
shown down
on the
magnolia's
blossoms,
each one
relentless
in their
pursuit
to place
their sweet
fragrance
on the
night air.
#moon
#nature
#night
#trees
#wind
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Tree's
I don’t know why, but I love the trees
When their leaves have all departed,
Their bare branches, reaching,
Speak more to me than the
green that was once was established.
I’m here to plant a seed,
Though its roots may never take,
The seed must choose to grow or fade,
As the trees choose when to break.
In winter, they surrender,
Only to awaken with the spring,
So many trees out here today
stand without leaves—
How beautiful is their quiet contribution.
NP
When their leaves have all departed,
Their bare branches, reaching,
Speak more to me than the
green that was once was established.
I’m here to plant a seed,
Though its roots may never take,
The seed must choose to grow or fade,
As the trees choose when to break.
In winter, they surrender,
Only to awaken with the spring,
So many trees out here today
stand without leaves—
How beautiful is their quiet contribution.
NP
#dreams
#evolution
#LifeAsAWriter
#nature
#trees
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Sweet Elegance
As summer sets, butterflies, rising in flushing
meadows like you find in blushing books, wild as
the flowers in your hair, haunting melancholia,
whispering sweet elegance as the woodwind's
piccolo, silent as the ocean's surf, rising in
flushing meadows
meadows like you find in blushing books, wild as
the flowers in your hair, haunting melancholia,
whispering sweet elegance as the woodwind's
piccolo, silent as the ocean's surf, rising in
flushing meadows
#flowers
#nature
#philosophical #trees
#philosophical #trees
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bloom
the day awoke me slowly
with her vibrant vibrations, she lured me out of the sleepiness, of dreams
swaying in her energy, I open my eyes and look around me
trees utter wisdom
flowers in their beds, shook the dew from their dozy heads
slowly opening to the sunshine
while the day began her lessons for the day
shyness came to behold, the dawn
late for class, her mother admonished
the world is interactive, be kind to her she'll be kind to you
gentle understanding between a child and her mother
spark the child's imagination ...
with her vibrant vibrations, she lured me out of the sleepiness, of dreams
swaying in her energy, I open my eyes and look around me
trees utter wisdom
flowers in their beds, shook the dew from their dozy heads
slowly opening to the sunshine
while the day began her lessons for the day
shyness came to behold, the dawn
late for class, her mother admonished
the world is interactive, be kind to her she'll be kind to you
gentle understanding between a child and her mother
spark the child's imagination ...
#flowers
#nature
#trees
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2 Comments
bird in her nest
look up,
high up,
hid from
the
summer
heat
in the
treetop's
shadow,
there is
a small
nest,
i see
bright
feathers
half hid,
the bird
is
composed
within,
her mind
on an
upcoming
journey,
then she
disappears
into a
silent
evening.
high up,
hid from
the
summer
heat
in the
treetop's
shadow,
there is
a small
nest,
i see
bright
feathers
half hid,
the bird
is
composed
within,
her mind
on an
upcoming
journey,
then she
disappears
into a
silent
evening.
#birds
#morning
#summer #trees
#summer #trees
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