Poems About Trees Seeking Honest Critique
#trees
Poems about trees seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Darkness
The birch tree in autumn
into the painted grey skies
ghosts of the late autumn fires
flames of darkness, touching down on earth
the purest water of the black lake
the great cold death brought forth
into the painted grey skies
ghosts of the late autumn fires
flames of darkness, touching down on earth
the purest water of the black lake
the great cold death brought forth
#dark
#nature
#trees
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Flowers And Trees
Weeping willows of yellow and green...
Stand in a valley that's truly serene...
Beneath their waving beauty, all nestled in the ground...
Are bright and abundant flowers blooming all around...
Stand in a valley that's truly serene...
Beneath their waving beauty, all nestled in the ground...
Are bright and abundant flowers blooming all around...
#flowers
#nature
#trees
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Winter's Prose
In autumn's glow, the world begins to rest
And amber leaves descend in weathered flight
The summer's heat now finds a gentler quest
As chilly winds chase the lingering light
The trees, donning their robes of ember gold
Stand sentinel against the waning sun
Their branches reach with tales of seasons old
While shadows stretch as days are nearly done
The air is crisp, a breath of frost and pine
As harvests yield their bounty to the earth
The twilight hours in muted hues align
And nightfall's calm descends with...
And amber leaves descend in weathered flight
The summer's heat now finds a gentler quest
As chilly winds chase the lingering light
The trees, donning their robes of ember gold
Stand sentinel against the waning sun
Their branches reach with tales of seasons old
While shadows stretch as days are nearly done
The air is crisp, a breath of frost and pine
As harvests yield their bounty to the earth
The twilight hours in muted hues align
And nightfall's calm descends with...
#fall
#LifeCycle
#nature #trees
#nature #trees
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Trees of Mellow
Leaves fall from the trees of mellow,
with a simple blow of natures hello.
Announcing to be known,
for it was mother natures evil clone.
All alone.
Alone to itself, yet not to the rest.
Nature opens herself to the world,
to relieve some excessive stress.
Stress that plays chess with human life.
Checking many, but few to none.
Getting too near would enhance ones fear.
Lone and behold, but stay in control.
Gusty winds cometh to sendeth,
vastly stretched miles.
Rotation is evident, yet very...
with a simple blow of natures hello.
Announcing to be known,
for it was mother natures evil clone.
All alone.
Alone to itself, yet not to the rest.
Nature opens herself to the world,
to relieve some excessive stress.
Stress that plays chess with human life.
Checking many, but few to none.
Getting too near would enhance ones fear.
Lone and behold, but stay in control.
Gusty winds cometh to sendeth,
vastly stretched miles.
Rotation is evident, yet very...
#fall
#nature
#storm
#trees
#wind
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the nature of trees
keeping within my happiness
I kiss the sky taking a deep breath
exhaling beauty into the world
on a sunlit afternoon
swimming through the air
I am one with the breeze
gentle thoughts of wow
the sunflowers wave at me
smiling at me inside
the moment is graceful
the flowers watch on as I communicate with the trees
their leaves are rustling
they are gossiping
the tulip tree will have none of it
she is encouraging the baby trees to stand up straight
such a sweet little tree
up and above the...
I kiss the sky taking a deep breath
exhaling beauty into the world
on a sunlit afternoon
swimming through the air
I am one with the breeze
gentle thoughts of wow
the sunflowers wave at me
smiling at me inside
the moment is graceful
the flowers watch on as I communicate with the trees
their leaves are rustling
they are gossiping
the tulip tree will have none of it
she is encouraging the baby trees to stand up straight
such a sweet little tree
up and above the...
#forest
#nature
#trees
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Days Without Rain
In the days without rain
the pond is down.
The few trees that grow in it
bear witness to what the waterline
used to be.
Dragonflies while the day away
pretending to be acrobats
performing aerial feats for each other.
An occasional breeze sways the small stand
of cattails that grow near the edge.
Their mint-green leaves, long knives,
firm as canvas sails full of wind
on yacht race day.
A young frog sits in the shallows,
three-quarters submerged,
a meniscus outlines his exposed body.
He is still as...
the pond is down.
The few trees that grow in it
bear witness to what the waterline
used to be.
Dragonflies while the day away
pretending to be acrobats
performing aerial feats for each other.
An occasional breeze sways the small stand
of cattails that grow near the edge.
Their mint-green leaves, long knives,
firm as canvas sails full of wind
on yacht race day.
A young frog sits in the shallows,
three-quarters submerged,
a meniscus outlines his exposed body.
He is still as...
#animals
#fish
#nature
#trees
#water
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the eternal life of trees
the waters are stirred and honesty rises to the top
gentle in her presentation she speaks with a soft voice
entering into her garden sanctuary
my wildflowers bloom only here
where I talk to the trees of time I spent human
the trees watch out for me and mark my growth
they remind me of when I stood tall among them
the animals flora and fauna all spoke Hebrew
in the Father's garden was a very lovely lady
who opened Daddy's tomes of knowledge
they enlightened her mind but sadly she was no longer an innocent
she was ushered from...
gentle in her presentation she speaks with a soft voice
entering into her garden sanctuary
my wildflowers bloom only here
where I talk to the trees of time I spent human
the trees watch out for me and mark my growth
they remind me of when I stood tall among them
the animals flora and fauna all spoke Hebrew
in the Father's garden was a very lovely lady
who opened Daddy's tomes of knowledge
they enlightened her mind but sadly she was no longer an innocent
she was ushered from...
#nature
#trees
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THE MOST BEAUTIFUL BLESSING
From the deepness of my thoughts and insight of my mind thoughts. 🤔 As I take this walk through the door way of the truth, that lingers in the deep dark deepness of my mind of memories never to be ever forgotten. 🤔 For as I continue to take this walk, I become free to be able to enjoy, this journey of no space or time. ⌚ For I noticed a statue surrounded by beautiful colors of flowers, yet there was an aura about this real moment of tranquility. For it is here and now, I can relate to this magical garden of paradise, with it's crystal clear waters shine still off the...
#flowers
#LifeCycle
#StreamOfConsciousness
#trees
#uplifting
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Buck Moon Nights
The moon was in the weeds last night
all southerly adrift
fading amid powder blue light
which on it seemed to sift...
'twas wild smoke within the haze
that gave a scarlet hue
then dimming in the twilight rays
of moonlight streaming through.
Yet still there was a rosy glow
when once the sun had set,
the likes of which we wouldn't know
but for a chance briquette...
and lingering filtration there
due to the floating soot
all through the northwest summer air...
from canopies kaput.
all southerly adrift
fading amid powder blue light
which on it seemed to sift...
'twas wild smoke within the haze
that gave a scarlet hue
then dimming in the twilight rays
of moonlight streaming through.
Yet still there was a rosy glow
when once the sun had set,
the likes of which we wouldn't know
but for a chance briquette...
and lingering filtration there
due to the floating soot
all through the northwest summer air...
from canopies kaput.
#forest
#LifeCycle
#moon #trees
#moon #trees
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The Vesperings
What a marvelous thing the world seems;
such copious frondescence in the breeze
screening sunsets by cedar dangle gleams
and crescent Luna filtered though the trees
in her twilit west horizon descent...
ever brighter in each degree she drops
like a hallowed blade meant to circumvent
the gentle Zephyrs in the arbor tops
teasing the rudbeckias and borage
and wagging all the oregano stalks
in the soil of their herbal moorage
amid the foxgloves and the hollyhocks
and in and around the ripening plums
or the blueberries and love lies...
such copious frondescence in the breeze
screening sunsets by cedar dangle gleams
and crescent Luna filtered though the trees
in her twilit west horizon descent...
ever brighter in each degree she drops
like a hallowed blade meant to circumvent
the gentle Zephyrs in the arbor tops
teasing the rudbeckias and borage
and wagging all the oregano stalks
in the soil of their herbal moorage
amid the foxgloves and the hollyhocks
and in and around the ripening plums
or the blueberries and love lies...
#flowers
#LifeCycle
#moon
#nature
#trees
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The Apple
For my stumbling child who
now stacks cracked bricks of grief
till his weathered eyes can not be seen
by winds of warm relief
or sprouting seeds, I grieve
I grieve for tattered skin
and flinch at that scattered manner in which he breathes
I grieve
for battered dreams
buried before the lanterns
left to hang by me
neath natures leaves, meant to light the way
to fortune more decadent than
I was meant to ever see
I grieve
For love deceased ...
now stacks cracked bricks of grief
till his weathered eyes can not be seen
by winds of warm relief
or sprouting seeds, I grieve
I grieve for tattered skin
and flinch at that scattered manner in which he breathes
I grieve
for battered dreams
buried before the lanterns
left to hang by me
neath natures leaves, meant to light the way
to fortune more decadent than
I was meant to ever see
I grieve
For love deceased ...
#family
#son
#trees
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Veiled Beauty
It's hardly seen by those who hurry past,
Oblivious to the wonders that outlast,
Beneath the layers of the forest floor,
Where secrets lie, awaiting to explore.
It’s barely held in reverence, I tell,
Except by hearts that with nature's pulse dwell,
They march with care upon the mossy ground,
Where the earth's song can be found.
I wager it could scarce maintain its form,
Against the winds that rage, against the storm,
Beneath the feet of those who pass it by,
Their gaze averted, to the earth they spy.
But...
Oblivious to the wonders that outlast,
Beneath the layers of the forest floor,
Where secrets lie, awaiting to explore.
It’s barely held in reverence, I tell,
Except by hearts that with nature's pulse dwell,
They march with care upon the mossy ground,
Where the earth's song can be found.
I wager it could scarce maintain its form,
Against the winds that rage, against the storm,
Beneath the feet of those who pass it by,
Their gaze averted, to the earth they spy.
But...
#love
#nature
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfWorth
#trees
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DU Poetry : Poems About Trees Seeking Honest Critique