Tree Beauty Poems

Hey sister moon,said brother tree
You come shining through 
Down on me
When midnight hands meet
Light their way
So they may see 

Hey brother tree,said sister moon
Take my...

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A magpie enjoy
Its quality time atop 
A flowering tree....

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The cherry blossom
Known their early bloom spring
Japan's pride heirloom.
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I want to write something beautiful for you
How can when all I am is ugly?
Grab a mirror just to be sure
Reflecting sunsets and puppies
Can something...

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February wasn't all wind and snow,
around the corner the dogwood tree
has bloomed before the Crack willow! 

Hummingbirds start warbling again,
to awaken the old oaks in...

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Every lively landscape and tree were stripped
by fierce winter of their verdant, elegant dress:
and while they are naked and grieving amid
rainfall and fog: they still...

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A fanta see overrides reality!

Hello?
I like to get positioned for sixty nine. 

Are you looking for a scheming, 
schlepping, and schvitzing writer? 
natural body and...

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'I really just want to be warm yellow light that pours over everyone I love' Conor Oberst

Yellow, so bright and cheerful.
The canary, with wings so...

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On a rocky shore she sits alone under the darken skies, a flock of gulls glided away in search of food supplies.

She stares ahead in...

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O Spring season of love for every plant and beast, 
from early March till later May the charming guest would feast.

In mother nature you’ll see...

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There is a dogwood tree planted in our front lawn.
It reveals its beauty with each glorious dawn.
It was pretty when young, but lovelier with age.
Majestic...

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Some Mimosa trees are still bare,
such a deep sadness they declare;
lethargy is another form of bitter sobriety...
when sorrow looms amid spectacular beauty!

Luke after school assumes...

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In the evening coolness where the sprawling maple tree sighs,
Admired in strength and beauty, on innovations, our world relies.

My pairing seeds helicoptered, carried on Nature's...

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Verse I:
He always sits under
a flowery Willow Tree
and dreams of flying a reindeer
over quite Boulder City;
the torrid Nevada heat doesn't make him sweat,
he drinks beer,...

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