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The Weeping Willow Tree




The weeping willow is outside you see
Even though it is beautiful it wasn't meant to be,

Our willow is huge and hangs to the ground
When the wind blows you hear it all around,

It's beauty is timeless and very much alive
But, on a sad note it is not wanting to survive,

It will be sad to see an empty space
Till the new tree we plant that will take its place,

The weeping willow will definitely be gone
I am sure late at night you will hear its song,

Weeping and crying for all of us to hear
Because after all the roots are left that will shed its tears.



Written By: Unique Poetry 2010

Copyright © Michelle Born

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Z is for Zaria

A-Z Latin and Common names of plants.

A is for Acanthus Mollis the Latin name but this does teach us
B is for the common name we know it as bears Breaches.

C is for Campanula some are short and some of them tower
D is for the common name the pretty blue Dalmatian Bellflower

E is for Erigeron a daisy like flower not keen on the rain
F is for its common name, a strange sounding Fleabane.

G is for Galtonia its nodding head like a bowing nymph
H is for the common name the snowdrop or summer Hyacinth.

I is for Imperata Ruba not so hardy let me tell you alas
J is for the common name It’s known as Japanese Blood Grass.

K is for Kniphoria Triangularis a tall flower when unfurled
L is for the common name the pretty Light of the World.

M is for Morus nigia a stately tree with hearts shaped leaves 
N is not for the common name but NEEDS care when pruning as it bleeds 

Oenothera biennis is for an ephemeral beauty a perfume delicate on the nose 
P is for the common name, and we know it as the Evening Primrose.

Q is for Quercus Ruba a fast growing plant that looks tremendous against a wall
R is for the red leaves that this plant displays when in the fall

S is for Salvia greggii you will of heard of this I’ll will wage
T is for its common name we know it as a Texas Sage.

U is for Ugni a fruiting tree with leathery leaves that is second to none
V is for variety in fact in this tree there is only one.

W is for Wisteria that loves to ramble up wires and twist
X is for Xeranthemum the flowers are straw like and crisp

Y is for the Yucca plant a flowering beauty that last for weeks
Z is for Zantedeschia a lily, a variety of colours for you to seek.

© 27/03/2013 

Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl

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A Shady Tree

I know its the summer time because of how naturally 
Your beauty compliments the caress of a summer breeze
As I watch the world from beneath a shady tree
I take in the delightful comfort of everything I see
But in the same breath I am holding up my hands
Lord will you please give me back the things I no longer have
They are even more a part of me now that they are gone 
As the sun falls below where the horizon is still holding on
Somewhere between the falling light and a star lit night
Is a dream that last forever and will never say goodbye
As the wind gently blows through the brush and shakes the leaves
It begins to hum a melody that I want to sing
At that very moment I smile for all the joy I have
Its so uplifting for me to see melancholy dance
Soon the morning sun will rise and capture my eyes
As I watch the hand of God paint a brand new sky
With every stroke of color I swallow all my pride
And I find a new place to dream of endless times
If I should ever get to the place I left my broken heart
Only then will I believe this brand new day will start
Again Im reminded of why my heart beats so restlessly
Only the speed of thought and my soul beneath this tree

Copyright © Jesse James Forster

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a place called the bubble gum tree

have you been to the bubble gum tree<
a place thats full of mystery,
a place that you can let your thaughts go,
a place where u can go with the flow.

i went to christmas at the bubble gum tree,
a place where you, first met me,
hiding behind the sofa to see
if you would make me a cup of tea.

a magical place where anything goes,
youd be out of place if you had 17 toes,
but only certain people knows,
the magical world of the bubble gum tree

Copyright © dean wood

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The Willow Tree at the end of the Road

I must have been 7 when I first climbed that old willow tree,
The gang called it the club house.
There was Jodie, Bridget and of course Rebecca the Wrecker. 
I think that that tree was more of school than school.
It was more a parent than my parents.
I certainly learned more about life, boys and the fear of falling,
Than any other place I've been.
We once placed 5 snake eyed marbles there.
The first was Courage in Adversity.
The second marble was Joy in the good times.
The third was Faith to overcome Doubt.
The fourth was Love thy Father.
The fifth marble was Love thy Mother.

I went back one day, all grown up.
I saw that the council had a sign on the tree.
This tree is regarded as unsafe. 
Please beware.

Oh doubt in my childhood. Fear in the  every day.
Let not the pangs of daily life ever erase
The treasured moments in that tree.


Copyright © Rebecca Watson

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Tree

  
                    Tree
I thought that my roots were strong 
That my branches were some type of armor that could protect you
 From anything that tried to harm you.
But now I know you were my prisoner
You never loved me for me 
But for my leaves you could see
My colors pulled you in
My melody, created from the wind that flowed though my brown hollow body
But still I am nothing 
Why?
Because you’re no longer with me 
I stay strong I stand tall
Winter spring summer fall
You said you were living for a worthy cause
For me you said
But my only wish was
For you to become one with me 
And let us become one with the trees 
But I guess it wasn’t meant to be 
But now I’m dreaming a new dream
You cut though my roots 
My melody was heard for the last time
And I die
With your smile on my mind...   

Copyright © Shamya Eskridge

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Origin of poetry tree

As  laden
With a pain
he threw a stone
On his glass with wine
Broken
To many pieces
Spilt bleeding violet
And the earth became a drunk
As a grace
the earth gave
A grape tree
Without
Loss
Who can
Gain
Parable
Without scratching
Your soul
As cold is blacken coal
You can't own
The butter with no churning
At all !!

Copyright © Sallam Yassin

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A lonely tree

At a road where the road is off
Where the lonesome is the road
At mid of nowhere
Lonely tree is standing there
Waiting no one but the dust
Dust of the passing time
Tarnish the color of this tree
This lonely tree to gray
Praying in this lonely place
For the passing van
A gray lonely van
For the lonely bird
Staying for while
When the nights
come
And days go
the lonely tree
praying there
When the war rage
And peace walking shy
The lonely tree
Praying for the peace
No one is waiting there
But the lonely tree
Is waiting the morning sun
Waiting the rain in may
Waiting wind from the north
Waiting when no one is waiting there
This lonely tree
Gave a name for this nameless place
The land of the lonely tree



Copyright © Sallam Yassin

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A lonely tree

At a road where the road is off
Where the lonesome is the road
At mid of nowhere
Lonely tree is standing there
Waiting no one but the dust
Dust of the passing time
Tarnish the color of this tree
This lonely tree to gray
Praying in this lonely place
For the passing van
A gray lonely van
For the lonely bird
Staying for while
When the nights
come
And days go
the lonely tree
praying there
When the war rage
And peace walking shy
The lonely tree
Praying for the peace
No one is waiting there
But the lonely tree
Is waiting the morning sun
Waiting the rain in may
Waiting wind from the north
Waiting when no one is waiting there
This lonely tree
Gave a name for this nameless place
The land of the lonely tree.



Copyright © Sallam Yassin

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The Dying Banksia tree

The Dying Banksia tree.

The garden be a sad old place
The tree is slowly dying
My lovely ancient Banksia tree
Why look at it, it’s crying!
We built our house around this tree
It was a blessing from the wild
Now, too much water’s taken toll
And cramped the poor tree’s style

The parrots, they come to this tree
Galah’s, Corellas, too
Came here to eat it’s candle fruits
They’d come the whole day through
But now my lady slowly dies
These birds no longer call
I loved my grand old Banksia tree
At times life can be cruel.

I’m going to cut it’s branches off
And let it stand in death
Then grow some climbers up it’s form
So up it’s trunk they’ll spread.
Yes, morning Glory, scented jasmine
Honeysuckle too
Will clamber up this old dead tree
And make it look brand new. 

Copyright © Peter Duggan

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Home

 As I stand and stare,
at the wonderous sight,
with all it's beauty,
in the daylight,
were the thundering mountains,
meet the fresh fallen snow,
and the ponderosa pines,
seem to grow,
I can't imagine,
a more beautiful place,
and it was given to me,
by God's good grace.

Copyright © RobieLynn Collins

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Creating A Christmas Tree

Creating A Christmas Tree

Create designer Christmas tree
From squash, to bread, and fun cookies

Instructions made so easily
One from red hat society

Home from the heart season theme
Star wars made a holiday scene

Wonderland can be of little lambs
Making ornaments with your hands

Whatever your style or budget
Your personal touch can be tropic

Focal point of your home can be
Inspired by glamorous jewelry

We can help you get great ideas
With animals and birds all right here	

My playlist has ribbons and streamers
A celebration for all dreamers

By; Doris Anne Beaulieu
At : https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLWSq_PMWxD9ozi9kFah-4L2le3b0_BY1P	 

Copyright © Doris Beaulieu

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Woodsmen Day

   Woodsmen Day ( Poem)

Sport using handsaws
With a toothed edge blade
One or two handed sawing
On a woodsmen fair day

Traditional log rolling
Is a lumberjacks technique
Style used in river driving
The illustration is unique

Springboard tree is branchless
With live action you can’t beat
 Platform board is dangerous
A risk if you compete

Block ax chopping
Is a loggers sport indeed
Hard on your back swinging
Be careful of your feet
					
Woodsmen day activities
Is part of the fair you see
I bring it all to my channel
Cause that’s the place to be

By: Doris Anne Beaulieu
At :  https://www.youtube.com/user/Viewwithme2

Copyright © Doris Beaulieu

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challenges

These Branches are Aged,
And with each root felt of rage.
This tree's path has been paved and 
its up to it to make a change.
Feelings felt strange,
Wake up one day and this tree is 
not the same,
All its colors have changed, and its 
leaves fell off from the rain,
Now stripped from its beauty and 
then taken for its pride,
This lonely tree will be lucky to 
survive.

Copyright © terrah young

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A lonely tree

At a road where the road is off
Where the lonesome is the road
At mid of nowhere
Lonely tree is standing there
Waiting no one but the dust
Dust of the passing time
Tarnish the color of this tree
This lonely tree to gray
Praying in this lonely place
For the passing van
A gray lonely van
For the lonely bird
Staying for while
When the nights
come
And days go
the lonely tree
praying there
When the war rage
And peace walking shy
The lonely tree
Praying for the peace
No one is waiting there
But the lonely tree
Is waiting the morning sun
Waiting the rain in may
Waiting wind from the north
Waiting when no one is waiting there
This lonely tree
Gave a name for this nameless place
The land of the lonely tree



Copyright © Sallam Yassin

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Some call this Life

Don't search for apples anymore.
The apple tree has died.
It gave all the apples that it had.
Now it is nothing more than a piece of wood.
Nobody has interest for an apple tree without apples.
Nobody gives it some water to survive.
Not even the dry mother earth.
Nobody.
This is the fate for every apple tree that has nothing to give.
This is the fate of everything alive being on the earth.
This is the law of nature.
Some call this life.

Copyright Constantinos Grigoriadis © All rights reserved

Copyright © Constantinos Grigoriadis

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Willow Tree

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Copyright © Carol Rae Bradford

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A TREE HOUSE

The rubble was still rising 
after the direct hit. The 
private dens were in ruins. 
Salicin ? Do you know the-

willow-bark ? My father said, 
the spirit of the tree healed 
and removed the suffering 
and pain of man.  

Celebrating the cease of 
fire, death moves in a circle, 
seeking the truce between the-
cage free neighbours.

Don’t pull out the tubers, the 
roots. The ancient souls-
live in them. The psyche, you
will have to read off mute greens.

Ask the questions. From the wounded 
earth, will be an electric response.


Satish Verma

Copyright © Satish Verma

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The Tree

I have Tasted the the forbidden fruit.
I have eaten from its tree and smoked its leaves. 
The seeds are so tiny they fall into a powder.I have taken in this powder. Turned her roots into poison. 
As deadly as the snake that as claimed this tree home.The taste of a bitter wine. 
Be warned Do not fall asleep under this tree. 
For not many awake. And fall victim to the snake.

Copyright © cary rodgers

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A Girl

The tree has entered my hands, 
The sap has ascended my arms, 
The tree has grown in my breast- 
Downward, 
The branches grow out of me, like arms. 

Tree you are, 
Moss you are, 
You are violets with wind above them. 
A child - so high - you are, 
And all this is folly to the world.

Copyright © alexia hogan

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Christmas tree blinking light

Its burns up power
Isit for hours and hours
Just thinking
Tree lights blinking
On and off in my loft
It or wonderfull sight
Watching the 
Christmas tree blinking light


Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr

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THE MANGO TREE

I'm proud of my life,
and all what iam,
the friend of every one.

I just stand on the way,
and attract every thing,
the birds and the flies.

Really am the boss,
who can't struggle a lot
to get what to eat.

When rain falls,
all the flying birds,
use me as a shade.

I'm proud of my life,
i can't get sick,
years and years.

Copyright © sekitto kisakye

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TALKING TREE

He was worried about the thumbs,
amputated,
so that he could not write
or fire a gun.

The last convulsion was a drag
every pain was going to be memorable,
he etched on translucent arms.

Between the shouts a silent sob
scatters the rainbow.
The writing on the lips becomes invisible.

Sweetheart, don’t go into the rain.
Clouds are wounded and sky is dark.
Shadow of talking tree is becoming longer.


SATISH VERMA

Copyright © Satish Verma

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tree

in front, in the yard
there was this tree
perfect for climbin
perfect to see
my town was lazy
nothin happened
it was just me
me and my books
and the tree
one day, in my tree
i saw all the police cars
racin by me
the deputy had been killed
i was thrilled,i was foolish
i was 12

Copyright © Kimmy Holmes

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My tree nevers blooms any more

When we first started out our love was new
we planted a tree in our yard 
our tree bloomed that summer 
cindy, our neighbor wonder why
I told her it bloomed off of love 
she said no wonder my tree doesn't bloom,
 I have no one to love
I told her she'd find love soon
two years passed my tree stopped blooming
my husband?Where is he? At cindy "fixing" something
her tree's in bloom, but she doesn't have a man
oh now I know wonder why my tree is never in bloom

Copyright © s jeter

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The Leafless Tree Poem

The life of all companies starts with an idea, much like planting a seed that begins the life of a single tree.

The tree slowly develops and occasionally produces a leaf, while all alone primarily a leafless tree.

The tree continues to grow and produce more leafs, this is quite indicative of individual growth, the makings of a vibrant tree.

Braving both the fall and winter the tree primarily remained leafless; however, prosperity occurred during the spring and summer, overshadowing what was obviously a false weakness.

Prosperity revealed itself through the production of countless more leafs -- nature's demonstration of talent and commerce, the spectacle of a completely leafed tree.

Copyright © John Sudds