Beeches Poems - Poems about Beeches

...February 27th Lower Peninsula of Michigan One week of true cold and snow is all This year Today is the warmest day ever recorded For this entire month An ancient age is passing Winter short......Read the rest...

...Hallows Eve to Candlemas the sun now turning south,alas; November sombre,December dark, January,February cold and stark. Catkins litter the forest floor, beeches shed their l......Read the rest...

...Color of life , O breath of evening! Thou are roving in the meadow; Reddish reddish leaves are shivering: Under mighty windy shadow O the yard that dipped in showers! In the shades of hazy b......Read the rest...

...Beauteous scene of scented spring Farthest from the world of men In the sacred breath of woodland Singth therest lark and wren Shades of beeches, pines and birches With the shades of Autumn mi......Read the rest...

...Beauteous scene of scented spring Farthest from the world of men In the sacred breath of woodland Singth therest lark and wren Shades of beeches, pines and birches With the shades of Autumn mi......Read the rest...

...LANDSCAPE Noon time, the star in the sky burning at zenith The deep azure, was radiant with fiery heat Laid on the skyline, its dome calm and serene The yonder river, slowly ran on the grey......Read the rest...

...PRELUDE. When the sky and world are dark no sounds are heard in the woods. Perhaps the scrabbling of night creatures on the hunt fo food. But no sound of woodpeckers ra ta tatting, bird song is dimi......Read the rest...

...When all the land is in repose There is a noise, as nightfall shows, A noise to stir the sinews of your mind. And those who hear it at its best, (Who know its sound, as others rest) May thank t......Read the rest...

...*** Pulled from the Mist * What Creating Art Is About* (For Debbie Harding) She gasped with an awe of nature, Walking on a lone trail to its end in the dense Forest — a so very pai......Read the rest...

...NB This is a repost original was deleted. Unfortunately I was without an internet for two days and I am truly blocked. I am sorry but I shall probably miss some poem. I can't help it. How plea......Read the rest...

...How lovely to spend time On a hillock overlooking the bay! The ruddy sun just warms enough, So I’ll enjoy my perfect day. The sea is not perfectly calm. Waves roll towards the beach, What are......Read the rest...

...My heart felt old; I sought the cold. Canada’s land was what I planned. Among trees grand and far inland To dance my sad brand of sarabande. Yet precious moments come when joy flowers, Far brief......Read the rest...

...A restless night, another hum-drum day, Resolve to take a pleasurable walk; I make my way towards St Mary’s church. Across the street, a sixteenth century home – Maltravers Manor, testament to ti......Read the rest...

...By river banks I saw such scenes as might enchant an angel's gaze. They gladdened many a childhood hour and filled my youthful heart with praise. Onwards, onwards my bark glided, where waters fl......Read the rest...

...re-post inspired by Constance contest WINTER HAIBUN Hallow Eve to Candlemas,the sun now turning south,;November is sombre,December dark,January,February cold and stark.Catkins litter the fores......Read the rest...