Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Bumped 22nd Jan 2021 10:55pm
6th Nov 2018 00:04am
6th Nov 2018 00:04am
Tree House
It felt like some leftover
leftovers, a repast
of 1st Supper’s Last
many centuries ago.
With slight trepidation
I crouch & crawl and creep
for those magickal, I seek
(wee) beings hidden in Forest deep
from sleeping eyes
who long have forgotten
how to see
no less, believe.
My soul recognizes what
I try to remember.
Older than my consciousness
& ancient in Forest lore ----
my spirit guides
as I open my eyes
to reunite
with magick amidst
the Forest floor.
I am home.
leftovers, a repast
of 1st Supper’s Last
many centuries ago.
With slight trepidation
I crouch & crawl and creep
for those magickal, I seek
(wee) beings hidden in Forest deep
from sleeping eyes
who long have forgotten
how to see
no less, believe.
My soul recognizes what
I try to remember.
Older than my consciousness
& ancient in Forest lore ----
my spirit guides
as I open my eyes
to reunite
with magick amidst
the Forest floor.
I am home.
#earth
#forest
#trees
#nature
#fairies
212 reads
3 Comments
Tallquietguy
Poem Published
20th Jan 2021 2:53pm
20th Jan 2021 2:53pm
A Tree in Autumn
A leaf breaks away
and floats gently to the ground
Another drops off
and whirls lazily around
As each one falls,
the tree stands a little lighter
As branches slowly bare,
rays shine through a little brighter
The tree sighs and stretches,
“I feel so alive, a bit lonely but free!”
“My children have blown away,
There’s nothing left to worry me”
Suddenly it stops in surprise,
a thought has struck anew
“Where are all my friends?
Perhaps they’ve flown away too?”
“The robin, the bluebird,
the...
and floats gently to the ground
Another drops off
and whirls lazily around
As each one falls,
the tree stands a little lighter
As branches slowly bare,
rays shine through a little brighter
The tree sighs and stretches,
“I feel so alive, a bit lonely but free!”
“My children have blown away,
There’s nothing left to worry me”
Suddenly it stops in surprise,
a thought has struck anew
“Where are all my friends?
Perhaps they’ve flown away too?”
“The robin, the bluebird,
the...
#trees
#animals
#fall #nature
#fall #nature
13 reads
2 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
19th Jan 2021 3:15pm
19th Jan 2021 3:15pm
CREEPY BEAUTIFUL
Screaming howling wind
Makes bottlebrush its puppet—
Scratches the window
Makes bottlebrush its puppet—
Scratches the window
#trees
#wind
#nature
#haiku
#scary
23 reads
7 Comments
da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Bumped 13th Jan 2021 6:05am
29th Dec 2020 7:56pm
29th Dec 2020 7:56pm
Scarred Bark
Tall barren trees with fallen leaves
Outstretched arms as they grieve
Praying for relief only given by the Sun
Always in the crosshairs of man's gun
Wanting to run before someone yells timber
Evading the fate of being gone 'til November
Embers of their dreams are being extinguished
While many take a blind eye to how they're anguished
Some choose to still wish upon the falling stars
Even though their barks are stark with keloid scars
From afar, where you are, they seem to be whining
Ignoring how, during every season,...
Outstretched arms as they grieve
Praying for relief only given by the Sun
Always in the crosshairs of man's gun
Wanting to run before someone yells timber
Evading the fate of being gone 'til November
Embers of their dreams are being extinguished
While many take a blind eye to how they're anguished
Some choose to still wish upon the falling stars
Even though their barks are stark with keloid scars
From afar, where you are, they seem to be whining
Ignoring how, during every season,...
#death
#LifeStruggles
#trees
83 reads
17 Comments
socksscareme
Socks
Socks
Poem Published
8th Jan 2021 10:54pm
8th Jan 2021 10:54pm
The Haunted Merry-go-round
Your hollow eyes across the camp and I lean forward in tired motion, watching as your thoughts dance with the flames. As I'm falling ever further into which is you, a crackle from our dead friends brings me back to leaning forward in tired motion, transfixed.
#trees
#night
#fire #nature
#fire #nature
31 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Bumped 7th Jan 2021 6:54pm
18th May 2020 1:26am
18th May 2020 1:26am
Romanian River Oak
If a tree falls in the forest, does it make a sound?
From the forest to the stage
A tree makes a journey
A transformation
And it becomes something entirely different
But certain trees
Have a special purpose
The process
From logger to manufacturer
Through craftsman, artists and artisans
Is a miracle at the hands of men
And the final product
Are drums to be heard
From living rooms and garages
To studios and concert halls
All around the world
But there is a story of an old...
From the forest to the stage
A tree makes a journey
A transformation
And it becomes something entirely different
But certain trees
Have a special purpose
The process
From logger to manufacturer
Through craftsman, artists and artisans
Is a miracle at the hands of men
And the final product
Are drums to be heard
From living rooms and garages
To studios and concert halls
All around the world
But there is a story of an old...
#technology
#trees
#fate
#music
#art
133 reads
0 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2020 8:27pm
23rd Dec 2020 8:27pm
Winter Communion
stillness imbues struggle
on cold, dark mornings;
the moon rubs her face
along snowy night’s
velvet blanket;
lithe fingers of pure light
sprinkling diamonds only seen
in the reflection of her smile
careful steps carry me
from the small house
to the lone tree ruling
its tiny front yard kingdom,
gated to protect
a most meager claim ~
reminiscent of days
when we were all satisfied
with far less space
from one another;
a rubbery crunching
beneath winter boots ...
on cold, dark mornings;
the moon rubs her face
along snowy night’s
velvet blanket;
lithe fingers of pure light
sprinkling diamonds only seen
in the reflection of her smile
careful steps carry me
from the small house
to the lone tree ruling
its tiny front yard kingdom,
gated to protect
a most meager claim ~
reminiscent of days
when we were all satisfied
with far less space
from one another;
a rubbery crunching
beneath winter boots ...
#hope
#trees
#nature
#acceptance
#meditation
83 reads
22 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2020 2:13pm
22nd Dec 2020 2:13pm
Windfall (5-7-5)
A psithurism
Quietly susurrating
Whispering leaves
by Jemia
Quietly susurrating
Whispering leaves
by Jemia
#trees
#wind
#nature
20 reads
1 Comment
arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
20th Dec 2020 5:48pm
20th Dec 2020 5:48pm
Grootus in Zombieland ( Desktop View )
I eat souls, expand as I rob; beobacht the baobab.
Come and stare, pretend to care;
beware the reigning heartthrob.
Hear the sky oasis of an ancient
mob; nation's problems seek
the baobab. Good vibes and
diatribes, all imbibed by the
Bob. Come inside, become
the hide, homologous via
Gaia globs. Selfies, snobs,
holistic SOBs: unsavories
seed the baobab. Don't
take any longer, you're
making me slobber; your
anger breeds in baobab.
Cum-piss on me, manure,
SHOB; I'm hobbling after
you; the...
Come and stare, pretend to care;
beware the reigning heartthrob.
Hear the sky oasis of an ancient
mob; nation's problems seek
the baobab. Good vibes and
diatribes, all imbibed by the
Bob. Come inside, become
the hide, homologous via
Gaia globs. Selfies, snobs,
holistic SOBs: unsavories
seed the baobab. Don't
take any longer, you're
making me slobber; your
anger breeds in baobab.
Cum-piss on me, manure,
SHOB; I'm hobbling after
you; the...
#trees
#environment
#zombies
86 reads
5 Comments
Poet-of-Ephraim
Poem Published
17th Dec 2020 10:54pm
17th Dec 2020 10:54pm
The Stubborn Heart
The root of a tree supports its skyward branches,
Knowing not of the wind or how sunshine answers.
It refuses to budge, creeps without contrition,
Assuming its survival is the proof of nutrition.
Its crooked network is deep, entwined beyond reason,
That’s the way it is and will be, regardless of season.
Cut down its whole tree, you still won't hear it plead!
All that's left is its death or rebirth through a seed...
~Poet of Ephraim
Knowing not of the wind or how sunshine answers.
It refuses to budge, creeps without contrition,
Assuming its survival is the proof of nutrition.
Its crooked network is deep, entwined beyond reason,
That’s the way it is and will be, regardless of season.
Cut down its whole tree, you still won't hear it plead!
All that's left is its death or rebirth through a seed...
~Poet of Ephraim
#trees
42 reads
1 Comment
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
17th Dec 2020 5:36am
17th Dec 2020 5:36am
Soul Of The Woods
To pluck the strings of wooded bliss,
I only know to summon this:
from ev'ry dale and crested tree
upon which lands each bird let free.
There -- a reason to sing and live
wherein, a song my heart can give
and ever true from me to you,
a friend once had not joy as you:
My pathless woods, my one true home --
to Thee I give my only poem.
Here, my last once as my first
within a past for better or worse.
Roaming free within your care
always to be and forever there;
fed as creatures well sustained ...
I only know to summon this:
from ev'ry dale and crested tree
upon which lands each bird let free.
There -- a reason to sing and live
wherein, a song my heart can give
and ever true from me to you,
a friend once had not joy as you:
My pathless woods, my one true home --
to Thee I give my only poem.
Here, my last once as my first
within a past for better or worse.
Roaming free within your care
always to be and forever there;
fed as creatures well sustained ...
#forest
#trees
#birds
#music
#LordByron
68 reads
14 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
11th Dec 2020 11:19pm
11th Dec 2020 11:19pm
HEARTWOOD
The tallest tree
From the tiniest seed
Growing always
Into the flame
The ash
It is alive
With the pain
Of love
From the tiniest seed
Growing always
Into the flame
The ash
It is alive
With the pain
Of love
#birth
#trees
#fire
#rebirth
#suffering
60 reads
7 Comments
DU Poetry : Tree Poems
