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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Portal, To Another Reality
Just got back
From the land of Fae
Happily ambushed by bluebells
And Elfin stick houses
And chattering trees
And May queens
And the sun, and moon
Kissing each other
Under a blue azure sky
by Jemia
From the land of Fae
Happily ambushed by bluebells
And Elfin stick houses
And chattering trees
And May queens
And the sun, and moon
Kissing each other
Under a blue azure sky
by Jemia
#inspirational
#trees
#flowers
#nature
#fairies
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Alexandra Park
I know little to ease
On names of trees
Nor much on a variety of flowers
But whenever i wander through
Alexandra Park, so true
I am lost in it's beauty, for hours
An artists full palette
A tapestry of colours set
With a myriad of beautiful hues
The birds, and the bees
And the broad slender trees
And the sky, is an azure blue
This beautiful park light
Is a wonderful sight
I could wander, and dream for hours
With my butterfly wings
And an heart, that now sings
Whilst admiring the colourful flowers ...
On names of trees
Nor much on a variety of flowers
But whenever i wander through
Alexandra Park, so true
I am lost in it's beauty, for hours
An artists full palette
A tapestry of colours set
With a myriad of beautiful hues
The birds, and the bees
And the broad slender trees
And the sky, is an azure blue
This beautiful park light
Is a wonderful sight
I could wander, and dream for hours
With my butterfly wings
And an heart, that now sings
Whilst admiring the colourful flowers ...
#trees
#flowers
#nature #peace
#nature #peace
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RELIABLE NATURE
The only things that go as planned
Are nature
The smell of bay leaves
The feel of lambs’ ears
The energy on the wind
Reliable
Nature provides
In spite of all attempts
To bleed her
Feathers grow
The way they’re supposed to
Patterns flow
Interlocked with each other
Plants and animals
And other wild things
These are the wisest
Of our relatives
The ones
That we should listen to
Are nature
The smell of bay leaves
The feel of lambs’ ears
The energy on the wind
Reliable
Nature provides
In spite of all attempts
To bleed her
Feathers grow
The way they’re supposed to
Patterns flow
Interlocked with each other
Plants and animals
And other wild things
These are the wisest
Of our relatives
The ones
That we should listen to
#trees
#flowers
#animals
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2022
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Summertime Sonnett
Summer hastens the warmth upon the highest evergreen leaves
Hastens my words to you from the richest soil I breathe;
From the richest soil I breathe, for anything less would despair
As the fullest promises failed nothing more than heated air;
Nothing more than heated air upon swift summertimes’ breeze
Something more are the words that mean more than all of these;
Meaning more than all of these as the day shall light fulfil
Breaking upon the morning as the spilling of ink from quill;
Spilling of ink from...
Hastens my words to you from the richest soil I breathe;
From the richest soil I breathe, for anything less would despair
As the fullest promises failed nothing more than heated air;
Nothing more than heated air upon swift summertimes’ breeze
Something more are the words that mean more than all of these;
Meaning more than all of these as the day shall light fulfil
Breaking upon the morning as the spilling of ink from quill;
Spilling of ink from...
#hope
#earth
#trees
#summer
#nature
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Emerald Leaves
Not ready to be left behind
Just got a re-burst of time
The ritual of evolving
A crowded fleeting feeling
In verdant so vibrant
Each leaf an oasis island
Gem filled beauty within
Chlorophyll inside my skin
Emerald leaves made from a sunlit sky
Feeling the beams giving me life
Reaching for memories in the clouds
Not ready to be pulled down
Forgotten leaves swept off the ground
Progressing past a forgotten town
I’m holding on for the shimmer
For you to remember
The twinkle in your...
Just got a re-burst of time
The ritual of evolving
A crowded fleeting feeling
In verdant so vibrant
Each leaf an oasis island
Gem filled beauty within
Chlorophyll inside my skin
Emerald leaves made from a sunlit sky
Feeling the beams giving me life
Reaching for memories in the clouds
Not ready to be pulled down
Forgotten leaves swept off the ground
Progressing past a forgotten town
I’m holding on for the shimmer
For you to remember
The twinkle in your...
#trees
#nature
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sapling
I have faith in the trees to guide me
silent denizens who stand stoic and true
honest to the earth they carry wisdom
with the rustling of their leaves
I can hear whispers uttered
admonishing me to stick to the path
the sky blue reaches in and filters light to my soul
the green is in judgement
it will be as it should be
the daffodils aren't cutting any deals
natural law is fast
it doesn't linger or hesitate
it acts
I am rooted in the dirt
my limbs reach the sky
I am a vessel of faith
I guard...
silent denizens who stand stoic and true
honest to the earth they carry wisdom
with the rustling of their leaves
I can hear whispers uttered
admonishing me to stick to the path
the sky blue reaches in and filters light to my soul
the green is in judgement
it will be as it should be
the daffodils aren't cutting any deals
natural law is fast
it doesn't linger or hesitate
it acts
I am rooted in the dirt
my limbs reach the sky
I am a vessel of faith
I guard...
#trees
#metaphor
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& as for druids
the tree seems to be the very beginning of knowledge, whether it be celtic or christian or norse mythology, they all tend to agree
#trees
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Aether (NaPoWriMo 2022 #21)
I think
air is underrated,
fresh air
the outdoor slight breeze
rustling trees and carrier bags
even in concrete jungles.
Feeling
the light tugging touch
of a cold breeze
through clothes
to the skin,
reminding the
homo sapien skeleton
inside
that the elements are immortal.
Winds on the face
tousling hair tips
makes me feel
romantic and classical,
touched by nature,
that smartphones
and brick-like technology
cannot build into my heart,
because
air has force ...
air is underrated,
fresh air
the outdoor slight breeze
rustling trees and carrier bags
even in concrete jungles.
Feeling
the light tugging touch
of a cold breeze
through clothes
to the skin,
reminding the
homo sapien skeleton
inside
that the elements are immortal.
Winds on the face
tousling hair tips
makes me feel
romantic and classical,
touched by nature,
that smartphones
and brick-like technology
cannot build into my heart,
because
air has force ...
#trees
#nature
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amidst the ancient forest
there were bluebells in the
wood, too,
of course ..
wood, too,
of course ..
#trees
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The Trembling Willow
A willow trembles in the breeze
And stoops in awe as angels sneeze
Quaking feebly to its knees,
Bending, doleful, if you please.
A day, as this, when squalls blow wild
The willow cries ~ as like a child
Deserted, sad, forlorn, beguiled,
And all aloof, left out, exiled.
Now her branches droop away
Blenching down throughout the day
Keeping blusts of gusts at bay
Harboured from the rainy spray.
Underfoot a lonely duck
Shelters in a babbling brook
Dabbling in a shady nook
Safe and sound, her haven took. ...
And stoops in awe as angels sneeze
Quaking feebly to its knees,
Bending, doleful, if you please.
A day, as this, when squalls blow wild
The willow cries ~ as like a child
Deserted, sad, forlorn, beguiled,
And all aloof, left out, exiled.
Now her branches droop away
Blenching down throughout the day
Keeping blusts of gusts at bay
Harboured from the rainy spray.
Underfoot a lonely duck
Shelters in a babbling brook
Dabbling in a shady nook
Safe and sound, her haven took. ...
#trees
#nature
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A Twilight Of Silhouettes
Nature
Silhouetted
Under a darkening
Scarlet sky
Trees
Perched upon a lonesome hill
Their branches
Like dark skeletal fingers
Reaching upwards
Into a bloody coloured sky
As the golden setting sun
Now streaked
With a violet dappled red
The trees
Now barely visible
Await the moonlight
To awaken
Their silhouetted existence
As a darkening rebirth
Beckons
by Jemia
Silhouetted
Under a darkening
Scarlet sky
Trees
Perched upon a lonesome hill
Their branches
Like dark skeletal fingers
Reaching upwards
Into a bloody coloured sky
As the golden setting sun
Now streaked
With a violet dappled red
The trees
Now barely visible
Await the moonlight
To awaken
Their silhouetted existence
As a darkening rebirth
Beckons
by Jemia
#trees
#shadows
#nature
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A Cut-Up About Values
As a discourse, manipulating symbols within themselves in order is, for the free form spirit worker, the interior to interact with the exterior of Alive. Around us, Everything Alive. Everything moment. Everyplace. Everything of the outer world alive. And world of symbology, which world itself within themselves in order to interact with ,free form spirit workers their thoughts and glimmerings, and yearnings) the living world.
Free form spirit workers manipulate symbols.
Free form spirit workers manipulate themselves. ...
Free form spirit workers manipulate symbols.
Free form spirit workers manipulate themselves. ...
#trees
#flowers
#animals
#nature
#humankind
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DU Poetry : Tree Poems