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Alder Poems - Poems about Alder


Wake For An Alder Tree
Last night the Alder so deeply rooted in the hedgerow was shot through by a bolt of climatic vulnerability. I heard the smoking gun, heard the clangorous salvo, the snap and break, heard the unflexed crook of it pivot and shear, timber dislocate, break, and crumble. There was a fibrous unclasping, then the unfolding thunder of impact. This morning, thigh deep in its...

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Categories: alder, poetry,
Form: Free verse
The Willow and the Alder
THE WILLOW, THE ALDER (& We) The Willow and the Alder choose to stay By river bank and margin of the lake Their roots, content, submersed, will thus defray A thirst, to take libation and to slake The Alder and companion the Willow Endure when others suffer, drown or wither In time of drought or when the waters billow Embrace each challenge,...

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Categories: alder, life, tree,
Form: Sonnet



Wake For An Alder Tree
I heard the clangorous salvo, heard its joints pivot and shear, the hips of thick branches crumble as it folded into the night. There was a fibrous unclasping. The ground flew up over its rebounding shadow. This morning thigh deep in foliage and catkins, I listen. There are death throes, a green surf ripples, rustling whispers. Leafy mouths tremble. Bark lips rattle and curl. Vowels drum in burnt...

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Categories: alder, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Ballad of Alder
Alders sway in the wind Like dawn of immortality destiny has grinned Towards the unknown echoes mind has shinned By the self connected destiny soul and expanse are twinned Everything created has seeds of its own destruction within That is where mistakes come from so do vices and sin Then what is perfect philosophy and what does it mean How can...

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Categories: alder, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Balder Than An Alder
Clyde was shocked when he looked in the mirror His plight he noted clearer and clearer He was growing balder Like a leafless alder He would have no more...

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Categories: alder, funny,
Form: Limerick



Anagram- - Batman Alder Rim
Secret Identity, covered face and my thoughts begin to drain I wander who the real Batman is Is his name really Bruce Wayne? His real ID kept secret So we should recieve All possibilities of who he could be, Including ones we don't perceive So now we have a Mystery Let's put Batman on a brim Bruce Wayne is his "secret secret" ID Batman, for real,...

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Categories: alder, childhood, funny, imagination, mystery
Form: Rhyme

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