Posts tagged ‘trees’

February 27, 2020

In Stanmer Woods

by Jem Croucher

In Stanmer Woods the trees stand tall
and sheltered down below
I stand as if on tippy-toe
as I’m quietly in the know
For up above the wind blows free
with frigid winter blast
yet down upon the bracken floor
there’s stillness here to last

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October 3, 2019


by Nick Anthony

Future dreams are trees
With their roots in the present:
Give them water now.

Rafiki’s Nikki

December 3, 2018


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Autumn Is Ending

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February 14, 2018


by Renwick Berchild

As a youth,
I knew not of crowded city streets,
the smells of compacted people,
all their schedules and goals and jostling.

I loved the woods,
and the lake waters, and the snow.
The many greens of Midsummer:
faded teal, fatty yellow, dark forest, zingy lime;
wreaths of chlorophylls dewed and shiny.

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December 16, 2017


by Alanna


The fire burned hot

the memories of the stately tree wafting skyward

up through the chimney

to eternity

A century of shade and thousands of nuts

gathered by humans, squirrels & birds

is no longer

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December 6, 2017


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Siege Continues

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November 28, 2017

Muted Bird – form poetry

by Colly

image, shutterstock

feed little birds


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October 21, 2017


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm


The colorful leaves

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October 9, 2017


by Venkat

*Alliteration Poem – Travel*

7th Oct’17  ~by Venkat

Thunders throng, torches twirl
Tusks tainted, timber tracks
Tropics tussle, tepid trunk
Thud trees, thud thoughts
Twisted tyres, tracks torn

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October 5, 2017


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Autumn is tempting

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October 4, 2017

The Woodland

by Renwick Berchild

I am inferior. Let me say it.

Let it roll on my tongue, get pressed to my inner cheek, let it
fall out to the earth, let the solar rays shine on it,
the rain hammer over it,
the soil encapsulate it,
have it arise.

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August 23, 2017

The Forest

by Linda Lee Lyberg


The Forest

-Linda Lee Lyberg

When the ebony night falls
Deep in the hidden forest
The trees come alive and dance
To the cricket’s lulling chorus.

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August 20, 2017


by dokurtybitz

The clatter and hiss
Rain falling through the

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July 16, 2017

Prayer (haiku)

by Angela Umphers Rueger

Soft wind stirs the trees
makes the branches bend and bow
in holy reverence

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June 24, 2017

How Many Trees

by Angela Umphers Rueger

How many trees does it take to clothe a mountain?
How many grains form the river’s watershed?
How many drops does it take to fill a fountain?
How many hairs wave and toss upon my head?

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June 10, 2017


by The Cheesesellers Wife

Shafts of cellulose stretching to the sky
Leafed about with greens

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June 3, 2017

nine lives of fog

by briannadawn

fog peered over the fence
shyly curling fingers around
cold tree knuckles, warming
their hands chilled by

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May 16, 2017


by Renwick Berchild

I can walk the world in the Heronswood,
I can walk and talk with the horticulturists
and the nature gods. I can meet with cultures
I never knew, the Thalictrum, the Fuchsia,
the Phlox, the Hakonechloa. With my fingers
I can brush the Bishop’s Hat, with my toes

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April 30, 2017

the falls

by briannadawn

i often envy cherry blossoms and clouds
because when i slip, my fall hits hard
i scrape my hands, bruise my knees –
yet when i stand under cherry blossom trees
as a breeze kicks up its heels, all i feel

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March 4, 2017

hush chills

by briannadawn

the leaves twist their fingers
telling the wind to hush
as it prattles on, rushing across
the necks of rivers, slithering up
the spines of bridges, biting

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March 3, 2017

I Am Truth

by scatterednotebooks
© Photo by Doug Hahn

© Photo by Doug Hahn

I am truth
in its most natural form;
I have brothers and sisters who are
tho just as true.
I sometimes stand alone

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October 14, 2016


by Miriam Hurdle


She went for a walk,

Tripped on the sidewalk.

Bruised her elbow,

Broke her ankle.

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October 6, 2016

Twisted Tree

by Miriam Hurdle


Numerous species of trees,

Swirled, crooked, or straight.

Which specie is enculturated or astray?

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September 20, 2016

The Song of the Leaves

by Morgan



The Song of the Leaves

Whispers in soft Suspirations


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September 9, 2016

Cardinal (Quadrille)

by Anita Lubesh

cardinal.pngPicture source: Sock Monkey

Quadrille poetry form = 44 words & red bird. Thank you monkey.

Sins that stain a royal perch
are preened like smooth, red
berries –

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January 26, 2016


by Jem Croucher


There is darkness in amongst the trees
Here in Hampshire’s land
A thousand years of history
From William’s era stand
Trenches and Inclosures
Slades and moors and hill
The wild land of New Forest
remaining heathland still

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January 13, 2016

Bequeathed by grace

by Jem Croucher


Bereft of foliage
great trees stand
proudly gracing
England’s land
There amongst
the winter green
the rolling landscape
clearly seen

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November 19, 2015

The last laugh

by Jem Croucher


It’s raining leaves out there
they’re just pouring down
The wind’s blowing a ‘hoolie’
and the trees wear a frown
By the time the storm’s over
they’ll be naked and bare
and the winter will laugh
at their bashfulness there

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