Best Allegorytree Poems


Hangman's Lost Rope

Lifeless tree in snowy winters slumber.
Looks compare like veins on a Devils hand.
Reaching up to escape burning amber.
Far beneath the dark and deep earthly sand.

Contrasting white clouds and blue sky.
Feel the now distant souls of passers by.
Earthly choices now leave the soul adrift.
To earn passage to heaven more than myth.

Deadly tree waiting with hangman's lost rope.
Leads a burning end worse than evil dope.
Stepping against the makers truth in words.
Soul burned and fried, gone. like a common bird.

Actions guide you to final resting place.
May it be soft faces with wings of lace.
© Judy Riley  Create an image from this poem.

Sinful Picnic

Hand in hand, traversing this garden
  bare feet felt the tingle of grass and vine
emerald green and lively sprawling growth
  delicate breeze gently blew swaying branches 
leaves danced in rhythmic praise to the elements
 
   Flowers fragrant, lovely....vivid hues
mocked the leaves dance in turn and tempo
  Reigning over stems, thorned and anchored
A symphony of unison, harmoniously perfect
  
   Swirling sky of ominous orange and indigo
Setting sun paints its final portrait 
  before conceding to the galaxy's window
Littered with sprawling clouds reflecting last touch of light
     Birds of prey savored this opportunistic backdrop

Upon this tree's final gift of shade
  We lay naked, natural as the world surrounding
Running fingers through your tussled tresses
  Eyes locked and searching...intercepting each others thoughts

Through emerald blades, slithered and hissed
   Serpent made way to our dissipating shade
Sly forked tongue, yellow eyes, pupils slits....hissing
  Laughing with ridicule and spite, promising euphoria
Offering unseen bliss,  inviting demise

  She peered upward past my down turned gaze
Searching out the gifts this tree bared
  Fear struck my heart as she licked her supple lips
Her teeth sunk in...Juice mist sprayed with 
 her savoring a forbidden bite...eyes glazed with ecstasy

My soul shook as her lips met mine
  Sweet nectar running over our mouths mingled
Frantically I drank her kiss, lusting
  Retracting only to devour our exquisite fruit
Rejoined embrace, tongues darting hungrily 

  Beneath this tree we lay, intertwined and sated
Glowing in sinful reminisce...eyes locked and searching
  The leaves above empty and sorrowed
We lay amongst a sea of eaten cores......

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