Best Boughs Poems
green boughs bounce and dance
annimatedly jumping
- wind whistles a tune
A fair brother the youngest of siblings due to be wed
For his bride, a young virgin , pure , blue eyed and fair ,
Prepares her white wedding gown to walk down the isle ,
Decides for the occasion to dye her hair fair hair black.
My lady , my Queen, I pray , take my hand with delight.
Today you are my bride, tomorrow you shall be my wife.
Oh most noble sir arise now kiss and bond this treaty
After the ceremony , the guests gathered and feasted
Speeches and toasts ,trembling lips kissed her pale hand
My eye shall not rove , take my heart and love me sweetly
Her rosy lips and cheeks promised by thee to forever stand.
Weeping and let out a cry cupid hath stung her inner thigh.
What strange effect the nature of love has on the passions.
Fair princess, I promise thee, wedlock shall suit thee well.
In the morning dew I saw my sweetheart
resting on a bed of queen anne's lace.
He looked every bit the dapper part;
had the look of love on his strong face.
The day burned on and we found a love nest
hidden in the shadows of the trees.
I laid my touseled head upon his chest
and whispered his dear name into the breeze.
We loved each other well into the night
as the sky took on it's ghostly charms.
Moonbeams gathered to our left and right
and we lovingly entwined our arms.
I could stay lost in these woods with him
making love beneath the piney boughs.
We would watch the stars till they grew dim
repeating to each other our love vows.
the snow laden boughs
of a skeletal oak tree
chipmunks playing chase
1-16-2022
Winter Haiku Poetry Contest
Tania Kitchin
Rescue me from boughs of folly
Tra la la la la, such misery
‘Tis the time to make most jolly
Tra la la la, la, it’s blizzardly.
Heavy coats and boots we’re wearin’
Tra la la la la, la … la, la, la!
Department Santas, they’s a-swearin’
Tra la la la la … la, la, la, la!
Why can’t I find all the presents
Tra la la la la, it’s such a drag,
Things on back order for us peasants
Tra la la la, la, a fretful lag.
Shopping’s such a painful process
Tra la la la la, la … la, la, la!
So far I’m having little success
Tra la la la la, la … la, la, la, la!
[Sing to the tune of “Deck the Halls”]
A parody written December 1, 2021.
Thanks to Terry Flood for the inspiration!
The trees dressed in their carnival clothes
Gold and scarlet of the autumn days
They play about the earthy hues
Of boughs and boles
Proud flag of any sky
I take in the freshly calm air
With that hint of an earthly aroma
The fragrance of homeliness
I have heard the autumn boughs cry
Handling over their love letters to white wind
Letters they wrote to spring during ageing winters
Spring busy in flowering gave a brief glance
The green poems inscribed were left heart-broken
And abandoned to rustle upon desiccated terrains
Date-1/04/2019
Contest-Writing Challenge 6 ,March 2019,-6 Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Dear Heart
The trees in bloom, fresh flower scents
Bluebirds aplenty are singing our song.
Allow me to be your dutiful love servant.
We shall glide under cherry tress in bloom.
Here, now, under the smiling,Spring moon.
5/23/2023
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Be beyond name
Name that hurls game
Game beyond fame
Be your own par
Par that goes far
Far as a star
Bloom in fond boom
Boom fills all rooms
Rooms beauty grooms
Leon Enriquez
04 October 2014
Singapore
The boughs of willow tree
Meaning of life is answered in their majesty
They are like self connected destiny
That raises the essence of soul with mesmerizing efficiency
The swamp looks like inside of the mind
But in it bizarre and wonders life forms are found
Eye of soul opens door of heavenly glory to which once it was blind
Now with no resistance to flow of chi the mind is defined
One with everything
From answer whispered in the wind to melody bird would sing
But logic triumphs because healthy must be one that this ballad will sing
The logic flows without limits spiritual feast fit for a king
Beyond continuum the soul is great
Not subordinate of fate
Now with spirit as its base it can really throw its weight
As visit from divine it will await
Buds on the boughs, birds in the nest
Oceans on the earth, stars in the sky,
And all the rest are the nature's bounty
Being for being sake, a purpose per se
Breaths come and go, hearts beat and stop
The sky never ends, sun never fades
Oceans never dry, earth never stops
All continues as nature's perpetuity
You were there, you are here
And you will be there
You are a journey, timeless and eternal
A creation meant for never to end
O timeless beauty! you are life
You are me and I am you
I adore you and I am with you.
Always Singing and playing
icy boughs
huddle close together
oak stands alone
Bite Size Contest no123 Poetry Contest
FOREST QUEEN
As ash the oak remembers the kiss of the flame.
Fallen branches remember the wind’s caress.
The bark is armor hardened by time.
Her leaves hum lullabies for the sun.
Beneath her boughs, the breeze begins to breathe.
She stands. She waits. She grows. She knows.
green-flourish of boughs
advent of Autumn comes quick
aged fall can’t get up
8/30/2021
frail boughs in the wind
swaying to the forlorn rhythm...
leaves fall gracefully
November 15, 2025.