Posts tagged ‘tree’

May 10, 2020

Little tree gone

by Jem Croucher

We had a tree growing
out of the front wall
which I’m sorry to say had to go
For though it was fine
its roots had entwined
and had threatened the wall, don’t you know

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March 24, 2020

From Three Trees

by Jem Croucher

2 of 3 in the ‘Tree’ series from Jemverse

From ‘Three Trees’ on the Beacon
with sunshine in the field
the view is always wonderful
out across the Weald
As you can see for miles
to the hill line way up north
across the scattered villages
as clouds pass back and forth
This place it is idyllic
high up on South Downs Way
made better by the sunshine
on this lovely mid-March day

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March 23, 2020

As a tree

by Jem Croucher

1 of 3 in the ‘Tree’ series  from Jemverse

Though I am a poem
I am often as a tree
spreading wide my branches
to the winds and fancy free
Sometimes I am majestic
growing strong and very tall
and other times I’m minuscule
insignificantly small

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June 17, 2019

Circle Tree

by Jem Croucher

After the rain the
circle tree curled
its branches deep in the wood
Caught out attention as we passed
as to kindred spirits it should

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October 12, 2017


by Jem Croucher

The tree was so majestic
and very, very tall
So when I stood beneath it
I felt very, very small
The mass of green above me
with branches spreading wide
overpowered my senses
and I felt small inside

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July 24, 2017


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm


My heart is a tree

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June 3, 2017

The Purple Tree

by Jem Croucher

The tree was purple, all lit up
in the middle of the night
Came across it suddenly
all shiny there and bright

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March 19, 2017

The Acorn’s Wish

by Frank Hubeny

The acorn doesn’t worry much.
It wants to be a tree.
But if it feels a squirrel’s touch,

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February 21, 2017

The flower tree

by Jem Croucher


Overlooking Falmer
we found a flower tree
High on top of Sussex Hill
quite unexpectedly

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September 30, 2016

The Dipping Bough (An Autumn Poem)

by Renwick Berchild

She has hung onto her children, cradled and loved them.

The wind sometimes whipped them, and the rain beat them down,
but by the strength of her arm, and the tenderness of her fingers,
so she has kept them secure and well fed.

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September 22, 2016


by Miriam Hurdle


A tree was beaten, but not dead.

Branches were twisted, leaves flopped.

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March 11, 2016

A new home

by Jem Croucher

27 November

His family had lived
in the same place for years
Safe from harm’s way
with no worries or fears
Foraging for food
in the gardens around
Then up to the homestead
up high above ground

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January 25, 2016

Queen of the Forest

by Jem Croucher


The Knightwood Oak stands tall and proud
as it has for centuries now
Six hundred years it has been here
withstanding time somehow

And as I stood beside its girth
and looked up at its height
I heard the ages echo there
Faced with this wondrous sight

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January 10, 2016

A new tree

by Jem Croucher


Last year the tree outside our house
got ill and sadly died
And when they said they would replace it
I fear we thought they’d lied
But then to our amazement
just the other day
A little sapling tree appeared
in its place across the way

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November 10, 2015


by Jem Croucher


In Buckingham’s expansive green
Stands an ancient chestnut tree
Its gnarled and massive girth attests
to the ages it has seen

As a sapling it was planted
two hundred years ago
To line the driveway leading
to the grand house portico

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October 17, 2015


by Jem Croucher


There’s a tree outside my window
But I’m not sure if it’s real
For it ‘grows’ inside the building
Which is a little bit surreal

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October 6, 2015

The Wedding Tree

by Jem Croucher


In a glade of bright green
the Wedding tree stood
Posing for pictures
as only it could
We found it perchance
just wandering by
amongst all the beeches
and conifers high

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April 26, 2015

Roots, Deep

by Venkat


I have roots, deep
Do I need permission
To hold this soil, my mother
Who is mine

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March 28, 2015

One: Trinet Poem

by Venkat

Poetry challenge, Trinet poem.

Life, branched
Truth, trunked
Need we a branch, hold firm
Need we spaces, to find another
Holed paper
Rough, smooth
Opaque, transparent

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December 11, 2014

Tree Of Life

by Venkat


thoughts, but leaves
to fall off gently
upon the ground

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August 25, 2014

A Soil For Free

by Venkat


in the blink of an eye
humans so multiply
reaching earth’s corners
yet turning into loners

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February 13, 2014

We Are Trees

by Venkat


With due respect to Peter’s format. I love it

We are trees
Meant to be firm
Look high towards the sky
With roots strong
Deep within

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December 13, 2013

Christmas Time

by Emily Page

Christmas poem: challenge.

Christmas time is near,
Time with loved ones dear.
Unwrapping pandemonium
Of wishes granted clear.
Baubles on the tree,
A happy sight to see.
Glitter, tinsel, jingle bells
Happy to decorate are we.

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July 18, 2013

Weeping willow

by Devina

(‘Peaceful’ by Dave Mills, via Fine Art America)

She weeps not in her own sorrow

Often though she does not of sadness at all

Tears are salty and wet

Not tainted by emotion

Only until after being spilt

So in her great xylem,

A warm lake waits calmly

So by drops

They would sprinkle forth

As she heaves and sways

Her delicate boughs

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January 20, 2013


by Wendy Strohm

Photo from Facebook


All is still and all is white

Calm reigns in this morning light

The weather turned and is so cold

I’m tired too if truth be told.

A sudden flurry of the thickest snow

I thought I’d rest as not far to go

I sheltered here in this lonely tree

Hidden away so you would not see.

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December 7, 2012


by Wendy Strohm


Well what a month, busy for sure –
Buying the presents, the food and more.
I’ve cleaned the house and made the beds
And decked the tree with balls of red.

The cards were sent in the very last post
Maybe this year I’ve sent the most?
The gifts are wrapped, although I confess
Rather hurried so a bit of a mess!

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