Poems About Trees by Top Critiquers
#trees
Poems about trees by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
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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Once a clear bright day
it happened
just beyond dawn magpies appear
a sudden cloud capsized is forming
with coaled black eyes
they sit at eyes length
upon their branches
staring
a cackling occurs
haste in their wings
sounds escape
into thickness
blankness
of my coffee
I seek
insights
then breaks a rolling
roaming wave
aching bird sounds
screaming cries
a huge conifer is being cut down
where once a refugee began
stammering shuddering
finally
fallen...
just beyond dawn magpies appear
a sudden cloud capsized is forming
with coaled black eyes
they sit at eyes length
upon their branches
staring
a cackling occurs
haste in their wings
sounds escape
into thickness
blankness
of my coffee
I seek
insights
then breaks a rolling
roaming wave
aching bird sounds
screaming cries
a huge conifer is being cut down
where once a refugee began
stammering shuddering
finally
fallen...
#animals
#trees
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4 Comments
~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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6 Comments
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
579 reads
33 Comments
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
BEYOND THE TRAIL
If you could just to take a walk through, the process of nature of tall trees how would you feel, that you are involve into a different kind of mental stimulation. For sure I would like to have a second ⌚ of your time, and your own thoughts in your mind. 🤔 For just imagine here you are in a place of no time alone just space. Now just imagine how much you feel better, like this is what you want and need to sustain, your own thoughts about your, own personal thoughts and insight and attention, to the deepness of the truth. For sure you can be come overwhelme, to the very deepness...
#forest
#LifeCycle
#nature
#StreamOfConsciousness
#trees
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4 Comments
Aromatize
Shrivel and plummet, leaf and frond,
beneath the charging clouds that blow
through the cerulean cold beyond
the broken nimbostratus glow...
splitting the wanton solar ray
to multitudinous pallid shades
harnessing nature's neutral gray
for autumn glory promenades
in conference with the conifer
and its windfall eau de cologne
in all the places it will occur
from needles to the lonely cone
or the broadleaf equivalent
from the vine maple, or the oak,
where...
beneath the charging clouds that blow
through the cerulean cold beyond
the broken nimbostratus glow...
splitting the wanton solar ray
to multitudinous pallid shades
harnessing nature's neutral gray
for autumn glory promenades
in conference with the conifer
and its windfall eau de cologne
in all the places it will occur
from needles to the lonely cone
or the broadleaf equivalent
from the vine maple, or the oak,
where...
#trees
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6 Comments
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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8 Comments
Black Tree Forest
Tha path into the black tree forest
can hear a lost soul's silent cry.
The trees, black entanglements
of vacant limbs climb towards a pale sky.
Black bark configurations.
Excite the shadowed imagination.
The black trees absorb despairing
thoughts and worries.
Awaiting the sugared innocence
of those first snow flurries.
Here, like a fallen leaf,
the heart's decayed foliage is quietly buried.
can hear a lost soul's silent cry.
The trees, black entanglements
of vacant limbs climb towards a pale sky.
Black bark configurations.
Excite the shadowed imagination.
The black trees absorb despairing
thoughts and worries.
Awaiting the sugared innocence
of those first snow flurries.
Here, like a fallen leaf,
the heart's decayed foliage is quietly buried.
#LifeCycle
#trees
#winter
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16 Comments
Rustle of mists ascend ...
The whisper touches the skin, like a gentle wind,
the late evening shrinks to the point of contact,
cutting off a barely audible, restless moan from the lips,
and outside the window naked thin branches
stretch into the sky to the frosty twinkling stars -
autumn under the rustle of mists ascends to the throne ...
Still the heart melts with warmth, passion languishing,
gently shoulders glow dipped in his hands,
and no buckles restrictions, obstacles lips ...
heart breaks at the feet of the defeated bird, ...
the late evening shrinks to the point of contact,
cutting off a barely audible, restless moan from the lips,
and outside the window naked thin branches
stretch into the sky to the frosty twinkling stars -
autumn under the rustle of mists ascends to the throne ...
Still the heart melts with warmth, passion languishing,
gently shoulders glow dipped in his hands,
and no buckles restrictions, obstacles lips ...
heart breaks at the feet of the defeated bird, ...
#love
#trees
#fall #nature
#fall #nature
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28 Comments
A Touch of Spring
There's the soft lift of blue that carries the song of birds to touch the clouds
And green
The world's turned green again
From raggedy lawn
Growing free before the first cutting
Yearning in the sun
Softly rippling
As the cool of the breeze
Wends its way
In that peculiar cool to the warmth of the day
Like the last fading echoes of winter forgot
In the lavender and dogwoods
Pink and white which are scattered
Among the green of leaves and buds
Of trees in varied shades of green
For today is awake to things
Like life...
And green
The world's turned green again
From raggedy lawn
Growing free before the first cutting
Yearning in the sun
Softly rippling
As the cool of the breeze
Wends its way
In that peculiar cool to the warmth of the day
Like the last fading echoes of winter forgot
In the lavender and dogwoods
Pink and white which are scattered
Among the green of leaves and buds
Of trees in varied shades of green
For today is awake to things
Like life...
#love
#trees
#flowers
#nature
#peace
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2 Comments
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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DU Poetry : Poems About Trees by Top Critiquers