Least Read Poems About Trees
#trees
Least read poems about trees. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
The Tree Outside a Child's Window
My child is not even a year old
Playing on the floor with books
Not reading like you or I
Just flipping through the pages, obsessively
As I lie on the carpet nearby
Looking out the window with the curtains drawn
I see the Tree swaying slightly in a breeze
It has filled out over the years
with an abundance of branches and leaves
It was a sad and struggling sight early on
I didn't think it would make it through the winter freezes
Or the summer droughts
Boy, was I wrong
What I see now fills my heart with joy
I...
Playing on the floor with books
Not reading like you or I
Just flipping through the pages, obsessively
As I lie on the carpet nearby
Looking out the window with the curtains drawn
I see the Tree swaying slightly in a breeze
It has filled out over the years
with an abundance of branches and leaves
It was a sad and struggling sight early on
I didn't think it would make it through the winter freezes
Or the summer droughts
Boy, was I wrong
What I see now fills my heart with joy
I...
#childhood
#trees
#memories #fatherhood
#memories #fatherhood
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Pain.
👄💬 itself comes
In 📟.
In 📟.
#trees
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THE SONG OF THE CRICKETS
Take me to the Old Orchard Tree
Where the crickets sing happily free
Their song is music to my deafened ears
Deafened by silence when there’s nothing to hear.
My ears suffer violence
When surrounded by silence
For even silence carries a sound
I wish not to find or be found.
Stop silence’s high-pitched ringing
Take me to where the crickets are singing
Surround me with music; bury my ears with sounds
Hide me away where silence and I cannot be bound.
...
Where the crickets sing happily free
Their song is music to my deafened ears
Deafened by silence when there’s nothing to hear.
My ears suffer violence
When surrounded by silence
For even silence carries a sound
I wish not to find or be found.
Stop silence’s high-pitched ringing
Take me to where the crickets are singing
Surround me with music; bury my ears with sounds
Hide me away where silence and I cannot be bound.
...
#trees
#nature
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3 Comments
Pain.
👄💬 itself comes
In 📟.
In 📟.
#trees
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Okai
The oaktree
Graft orange.
Graft orange.
#trees
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"A" haikus
we avoid the looks
the arch cherry tree in March
near-by Arlington
anarchy aglow
pear tree to nowhere April
plane trip over lines
avail and anvil
our apple blossoms smear May
down in Wenatchee
appease the in-laws
June eats a plum pie by Lake
Coeur d’Alene
amends of the heart
makes the art of July green
over cherry trees
the arch cherry tree in March
near-by Arlington
anarchy aglow
pear tree to nowhere April
plane trip over lines
avail and anvil
our apple blossoms smear May
down in Wenatchee
appease the in-laws
June eats a plum pie by Lake
Coeur d’Alene
amends of the heart
makes the art of July green
over cherry trees
#marriage
#conflict
#family
#trees
#haiku
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Survival
Carnage in the forest, smashed
bushes from the snow, gone
by the sun's breath, clinging
in the shadows of avoidance.
The battlefield of feathers,
white dotted with brown
versus the purple iridescent,
tumbling as evidence down trail
on trial by a jury of stalks.
These smart, red, berries jerk
the sight, salvia pours or arids.
We learned from them, STOP.
bushes from the snow, gone
by the sun's breath, clinging
in the shadows of avoidance.
The battlefield of feathers,
white dotted with brown
versus the purple iridescent,
tumbling as evidence down trail
on trial by a jury of stalks.
These smart, red, berries jerk
the sight, salvia pours or arids.
We learned from them, STOP.
#trees
#birds
#nature
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15 Comments
Green with Gratitude - NaPoWriMo 5
Previously,
I lambasted Japan
For it’s lack of Greenery;
sparse leafy hedges and trees
in the suburbs
With parks that feature
mostly rocks
and a flowing stream,
Far too urbanised for my tastes.
But then I went to a
Promenade beside a river
Where Cherry Blossom trees
Flanked the path,
And I understood;
Japan’s lack of verdant greenery
only goes to heighten their
Appreciation of nature,
For the few and far between places and spaces.
While England,
The Green and Pleasant land
is...
I lambasted Japan
For it’s lack of Greenery;
sparse leafy hedges and trees
in the suburbs
With parks that feature
mostly rocks
and a flowing stream,
Far too urbanised for my tastes.
But then I went to a
Promenade beside a river
Where Cherry Blossom trees
Flanked the path,
And I understood;
Japan’s lack of verdant greenery
only goes to heighten their
Appreciation of nature,
For the few and far between places and spaces.
While England,
The Green and Pleasant land
is...
#trees
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2024
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1 Comment
Look you don't worth an affair.
I see in the mirror
A
Fat turtle beasts
Eating moonpie.
In a coconut shell.
A
Fat turtle beasts
Eating moonpie.
In a coconut shell.
#trees
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A wooden raspberry shabidi.
Feast mice🐭 feast aha*
So that might the bats may die out of liquid translucent paer boat
Rattling a cyork in battle widith
Of Burma war and daka Wales.
Dhaka wales and dhaka Cornicova.
While daka Le'petit.
Depth of water
He was trying to figure
In a cheesy way.
Surging a pie of cheese
With rotten torn clothes.
In a nuthut .
Of the autumn green clothe
Mousse of morning monkey
You.
Firing the Schultz of green beans
With cork of frink...
So that might the bats may die out of liquid translucent paer boat
Rattling a cyork in battle widith
Of Burma war and daka Wales.
Dhaka wales and dhaka Cornicova.
While daka Le'petit.
Depth of water
He was trying to figure
In a cheesy way.
Surging a pie of cheese
With rotten torn clothes.
In a nuthut .
Of the autumn green clothe
Mousse of morning monkey
You.
Firing the Schultz of green beans
With cork of frink...
#trees
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The way.
Morning is like
Going to stationery
Store with some
Penny and buying
A rondeau.
Going to stationery
Store with some
Penny and buying
A rondeau.
#trees
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Audacious.
He stepped from
Flies and landed
On Sunday nights.
Dear I'm a poor fellow
With yellow pants
With paper on cycle
Sells tables and chronicles
And tea.
Uh
My wife on way of autumn Rick Scotts
Sitting Beneath a crow of laws from
Lan cable bill💵 and the draft is a new miCe 🐭.
To romancen
Regards
Essex Lynny.
Flies and landed
On Sunday nights.
Dear I'm a poor fellow
With yellow pants
With paper on cycle
Sells tables and chronicles
And tea.
Uh
My wife on way of autumn Rick Scotts
Sitting Beneath a crow of laws from
Lan cable bill💵 and the draft is a new miCe 🐭.
To romancen
Regards
Essex Lynny.
#trees
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Trees