Least Read Poems About Trees
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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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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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"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
Autumn
Winter’s breath
on Autumn trees:
Silver-laced,
the golden leaves.
on Autumn trees:
Silver-laced,
the golden leaves.
#trees
#winter
#fall
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The Wise Old Tree
I was walking down the lake.
Mascara dripping down my face.
And a white dress covered in lace.
The lake was my comfort place.
Where I can calm down in a comfortable pace.
Beside me,was a wise,old tree.
It looked old,but not that old to me.
It had gold leaves,branches,small and big.
And its crown was lit by the sun.
I felt a sense of comfort,and no need to run from anything.
I sat beside the tree and looked up at the sky.
I told myself I'm sad.
And the tree asked me, ""Why?"'.
I told him and...
Mascara dripping down my face.
And a white dress covered in lace.
The lake was my comfort place.
Where I can calm down in a comfortable pace.
Beside me,was a wise,old tree.
It looked old,but not that old to me.
It had gold leaves,branches,small and big.
And its crown was lit by the sun.
I felt a sense of comfort,and no need to run from anything.
I sat beside the tree and looked up at the sky.
I told myself I'm sad.
And the tree asked me, ""Why?"'.
I told him and...
#trees
#nature
#uplifting
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1 Comment
Forever Sequoia
A witness to Earth's history.
Fire and storm resistant
and caring for the life that inhabits her.
Silent is a wise Sequoia
the oldest tree in the world.
And shares natural wisdom
with whoever listens.
Symbol of immortality and hope
and I say to those who wonder:
forever Sequoia.
Triumphant wood of life
and box of the essence of the world...
blood-sap running red!
A tree forever!
A vision of eternal beauty!
Forever Sequoia!
Fire and storm resistant
and caring for the life that inhabits her.
Silent is a wise Sequoia
the oldest tree in the world.
And shares natural wisdom
with whoever listens.
Symbol of immortality and hope
and I say to those who wonder:
forever Sequoia.
Triumphant wood of life
and box of the essence of the world...
blood-sap running red!
A tree forever!
A vision of eternal beauty!
Forever Sequoia!
#happiness
#forest
#trees
#nature
#spiritual
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Sunset
I sat beneath an Almond tree
by the sea,
and looked at the sun as it set
over the horizon.
The sea,
in its serenity,
beckoned to me.
I closed my eyes
and the magic died.
by the sea,
and looked at the sun as it set
over the horizon.
The sea,
in its serenity,
beckoned to me.
I closed my eyes
and the magic died.
#trees
#sun
#nature
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forest becomes a village
once there was harmony
abandoned into chaos
Trees and stones were elders
Old Tjikko and Old Rasmus still stand
both are estimated 9.500 years old
in our humanness
we are 180 degrees apart
from these true Gaian mystics
who need no words
holding each spectrum
here there is no Q and A in the end
only an open invitation
root
I hold space
create communication
from gratitude
I let each leaf recite me
copyrights © owned by Rianne 2024
all...
abandoned into chaos
Trees and stones were elders
Old Tjikko and Old Rasmus still stand
both are estimated 9.500 years old
in our humanness
we are 180 degrees apart
from these true Gaian mystics
who need no words
holding each spectrum
here there is no Q and A in the end
only an open invitation
root
I hold space
create communication
from gratitude
I let each leaf recite me
copyrights © owned by Rianne 2024
all...
#trees
58 reads
4 Comments
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