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Summer Memories From The Tree of Life

Summer season was  my childhood’s  greatest fun  time,
We played with toys out of a coconut tree which is a tree of life,
We  built  little houses beautifully and so high as we climbed
Like a flying trapeze  on its leaves,  we swung so high.

We played with toys made of coconut trees, the tree of life,
My playmates joined me in building  little houses using a dull knife,
Out of its leaves and midribs, we made walls, roofs and doors,
Pretended as good cooks with its coconut shells  and fruits.

My playmates joined  me in building little houses using a dull knife
Pretended  to live together as families with husband and wife,
I took the role of an elder sister in our little comfortable house
I combed the hair of a younger sibling with a coco midrib brush.

Pretended to live together as families with a husband and wife
Just like small neighborhood or community along the riverside
We chose one of the eldest playmates to be the group captain,
The leader of  unity and cooperation in building more tents.

Just like small neighborhood or community along the riverside
We helped one another as piles of coco leaves we made as rides,
We made unique toys out of leaves and roots as much as we could
Like trumpets when blown, we covered our ears for its loud sound.

We helped one another as piles of coco leaves we made as a ride
We webbed balls, insects and other toys for a surprise to hide,
When the captain signaled to show who's the most  had a reward
Then ran with our wind vanes to the beach and marched forward.

We webbed  balls, insects and other toys for a surprise to hide
We played with toys out of a coconut tree which is a tree of life,
When the captain signaled us to show  the most  had a reward
A wonderful  summer  memory  from a Tree of Life I've ever had!


Sept. 11,2012

Note: The coconut trees are considered the “Trees of Life”. They can provide almost all the things we need like shelter, clothing, foods and others. So, let us preserve coconut trees! They are very helpful but be careful because they are also  risky during typhoons, LOL.   There are many coconut trees in our backyard especially along the riverside connecting to the beach. These trees had added so much joy on summer time during my  childhood years/graders.


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His Sapling Lemon Tree

Nothing unusual blossomed this spring, yet, I marvel at the growth of her resilience ~ In morning's half-light I watch her fondle branches, then, smile, reassured.... It makes my eyes sting...as if burned by the fruit's tangy juice ~ He would have been pleased to know three lovely lemons survived winter's frost
__________________________________________ KIMO-TANKA-SENRYU For Constance's Contest: Three Verses


Details | Free verse | |

My Nest

Love is my nest.
It holds me
where all the world I see.
It saves me
from the ground
which my soul will never meet.

Up in a forest tree
hunters scattering in threes
they'll never catch me
I have love.
I am perfectly happy.

relaxed I am
I do not stress
for there isn't life
without my nest.

who cares what's below?
I am above.
love is my nest
My nest is my love.


Details | Free verse | |

KITTY UNDERNEATH THE CHRISTMAS TREE

It's an eve before christmas day,
My darling can't come home yet.
He said he's in the middle of a traffic,
Caused of people crazy over shopping spree.


I felt sadden and blue...
My baby can't come on due,
We'll miss the kiss in the mistletoe,
No warmth hugs and "i love you's ."


Twelve midnight I'm alone and sad.
The expected gift still on the road,
Waiting for my baby ,feels so bored.
Eyes get tired and begun to close...


Then all of a sudden I heard a noise.
Trying to figure out what's outside the room.
I saw my baby beside the christmas tree,
Playing with a kitty,his surprise gift for me.



*AiyaH De Torres
12/18/2013


Details | Rhyme | |

Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree Not Rated PG

I've missed you honey.

The kids are not home.

I can't wait until you're home.

So that we can get busy.

So that you can rock around,

The Christmas tree with me.



I've got mistletoe all over me.

Come on honey let's play,

All over the house! My holly berries,

Are filled with juice so,

Come on ,you fun loving man,

We can play all night and all day.



You can gift wrap me and open,

Me up, of your loving I can't get

Enough! We don't have to be,

Quiet as a mouse. There is no,

One here. The neighbors will,

Know our names again. Oh well,

We heard theirs yesterday!



I want us to deck the halls,

With screams and shouts,

And moans and groans,

 Until the cows come home.

It's lovely weather for a,

Sleigh ride on top of you.



Baby it's cold outside,

The mistletoe is hung

On me. Hey jingle me

All the way all night

And all day. The carol

Of the bells will ring 

For each round of

Us rocking around 

The Christmas tree.



Untinsel me. Take off

My garland. Turn off

The lights. Unwrap my,

Skirt. Your candy cane,

Will licked and not bitten,

And and the Christmas tree,

Stand I'll be sitting. 



My ornaments you may 

Move to the side,

And on the cane I'll slide.

I will soon sing,

Or rest you merry  man

After you sing, let it snow,

Let it snow, let it snow.



You'll then shout a laugh,

Ho, ho, ho, Merry

Christmas to you and,

To you a good night.

You rocked with me,

Around the Christmas tree

With all of your might.



wrote 12-12-10


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Still Connected

From planted seeds, trees have grown.
My hope, regards this scene, is to remind you of home.

Rooted and grounded have the trees come to be.
From different forests, though, are both you and me.

Yet, like one tree that grows and bares many branches:
Rather northward, to the south, eastward, or to the west;

And no matter where fruits from a tree are selected.
I want you to know we're still connected.


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Summer Memories

The sweet smell of pine
prickles my nose.
It reminds me of that summer
I met you under the stars.
Seems like only yesterday
your strong hand
grabbed mine so tenderly.
With grainy sand between our toes,
we walked along the moonlit beach.
The ocean waves lapped against
the shoreline we strolled.
As we gazed at the beautiful night sky,
the heavens twinkled and smiled.
Morning came as I woke up
in your arms.
Gently a breeze flowed in
through the open window.
On it was carried the scent
of a pine tree - 
the very tree that became memory's bliss.


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Lone Apple Tree

Let me be as the lone apple tree
Among the trees of the forest
That you found and sat down under.
With great delight,
You sat in its shadow;
For a taste of comfort,
You ate its sweet fruit
Until you were strengthened
Because you were faint with desire,
But I am faint with love for you.
So, take me now to your lone apple tree,
Peculiar among all other trees,
And with great joy under its shadow,
Let us sit and recline
And there awaken love,
As you raise me up;
Refresh yourself
For when I am roused, 
You will be stayed, strengthened 
With words fitly spoken;
Keep me as the apple of your eye.


Details | Free verse | |

TALL TREE

TALL TREE 

Tall Tree 
She is not short this lady she is not so VERY tall to out shine me she loves me 
this eye  knoe she clearly knoes 
She clearly knoes eye am a short white man this is no puppy love she even 
knoes eye am religious and she makes references to GOD and this is pleasing 
unto me this religousness inside of TALL TREE she love me. 
There aer not too many creek Indian lady who make eye at me 
this one eye will keep her as iff we married back when we met 
the many people that eye have known the sins and aggravations 
just seem to disappear when eye have my sweetY heart again 
she is the tall creek Indian maiden pocahuntus called Tall Tree. 
She is the only Valentine for me.


Details | Tanka | |

The Sower and the Tree


O thee, the sower, 
who’s sowing but not reaping; 
cut the tree? Why not 
tend it, nor, cultivate it 
near the crystal stream of love? 

...that I may bear you, 
the sower, who’s sowing but 
not reaping, next spring 
the sweet fruits, of you and me, 
for the world to see---our arts.