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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 


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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


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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.



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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




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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.




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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


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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.


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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.


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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.


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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




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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


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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