Best Ash Tree Poems

The endangered Ash Tree
what can we say
we have somehow
 numbered your days
bright in the spring 
with hint of all new
in summer you shade us
and make...

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Roots that hold this tree

Let them dig deeper and true

But remain hidden...

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Falling leaves of the ash tree
Burned to the ground
Behind you see
The embers found

Wind flows without directional need
Branches fallen lain to fritter
Spreading remains of the withered...

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When I look up at the pristine Colorado sky,
And see flocks of Canadian geese on the fly,
And watch squirrels hide their winter's fare in a...

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He whittled away
A very large branch
That in 6,000 days
Was part of his ranch

Yet not just the branch
Or a tree or two
He whittled a forest
Full, through...

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In the middle of Asgard, where the Gods and Goddesses live, is Yggdrasil by name, the tree of life is its fame. The eternal green...

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Goldie, my peculiar but beloved cat,
has certain affectations --
she prefers, most times, her own society
and shuns her housemates.
But, sometimes, she cuddles
or will join the others
to...

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The word Wyrd is Old English and means 'destiny'. From the same root comes Urd, one of the Norns, and the Germanic words Werth, Warth,...

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He hanged for nine days and nine nights,
To seek out wisdom it would seem,
Without a struggle without a fight,
The runes came to him in a...

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This ash tree stands at the center of the universe.
Its roots are drenched in blood 
where hidden souls have fought for the throne
or maybe they...

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Tsongsul

A Korean drink called Tsongsul
Translates as “Feces Wine”
Not listed in the guide books
But locals say it’s fine
We asked a local vendor
“Could I make this at...

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Destructive Preservation



Winters grass adapting,
hibernated blades colorless...

See life growing...
Another season preserving...
True Life...

Ash tree world tree of history...
Comfort within its casual shade...

See life anchoring...
Strong base to sustain...
True...

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the room smelt of the pinks overflowing in the black glass vase
embodied with the human sweat that such sex embroiled
striven all over the room were...

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There is happy ado on the old farmstead as Yuletide draws nigh.
Wondrous things to savor as gales blow and snow begins to fly!
The tempest rages...

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Ebony braids, moon misplaced
Indigo inferno flames
Speckled iris, abstract face

Drowsy eyes, acrylic paint
Haunted ash tree, trailing bleak
Torrid patchwork women faint

Pigeons perch on scribbled lines
Chanting fire petals...

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