Best Branch Out Poems

The Mother Tree

I am the mother tree that spawned the seeds of you.
My children, you've grown and branched away from me.
You've married, left home to start your life anew.
Where e'er you go remember you're my family.

My roots run very deep into the earthly soil.
My centered...

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Love,
our most
precious gift,
helps our world turn
with stronger heartbeats.
Reach out to help dear friends;
stretch arms to embrace loved ones.
Greet strangers with that happy smile;
branch out to spend time with the lonesome.
Our love...the strength that turns the world around.

Our love...the strength that turns the world around.
But earth's...

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Painting You

Before painting, I first sketch you
In my mind’s eye…To compose
The lines, shapes, shadows and lights, 
That work altogether to form a semblant sight
Of you for any relative, friend or acquaintance…

Next, I embrace the required courage
To face the blank canvas; to dip my brush 
In...

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A snow-splattered,
cheerful red house.
Pine, sparkling white.
A snowman gladly,
proud and robust,
wears red-trimmed black hat,
a long green plaid scarf.
Buttons almost popping
off his pronounced belly.
His arms branch out
as if they are long fingers,
and there rests
a Christmas red cardinal.

Wind-pinched, freckle-faced kid
sweeps in, holding a sled -
done for the day....

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I am located in a park, where I am contemplating adjacent trees. 
One tree in particular has caught my attention. 
With each thought I feel ever more at one with this tree. 
How can I contemplate trees without becoming one? 
Just think what happened to...

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At peace with the outdoors,
Where life's creatures roam
Within nature,  I am at home.
The North East is where I grew.
My roots I barely knew.
As the seasons drift,
I accommodate the shift;
Embracing them all.
Feeling most alive during fall;
A time bright colors enthrall.
The wind touches me like an...

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CORRUPTION
As the tree branch its hands to collect  wind
So do  men  branch  out their hand to  offer and collect my willingly. 
Sweetness, and  bitterness of life are my  darkness works
Those who eat from me  are those singing...

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Wrinkles caress her face.
A child emerges from within.
Smile straight from her heart.
Advice given from wisdom.

Enjoy your life when you are young.
Never just sit around doing nothing.
Someday you will be old like me.
Wanting to branch out, seeing the world.

I never went to far from home.
Never got...

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Water, in a protein sense,
salt and other substances,
make up plasma, which, in kind,
account for half of blood's design.

A mammal's blood is red and bright,
-from oxygen, when mixed inside.
Because of an iron-filled kind of protein,
Hemoglobin, it's red and glowing.

Red and white cells fill the half,
oxygen rides...

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Once, long distant calls would cost
You, your friends and family so many voices
had to wait, anticipate the budget and the worth
of words said out loud to ride rapid electric lines.
Still sentiments of love freely fly on telepathic planes
while prose and poetry remain yours truly.

When present...

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desire to branch out 
hoping for leaves to caress
lightning interrupts



For Delilah Ventura’s  “I Am a Tree Contest”....

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My family roots ain’t long 
how could they ever be 
They cut off bits each day 
we’re now the minority 
Wish they’d leave us alone 
set my kindred free
Back to our glory days
when life meant liberty

Don’t want this microcosm 
stunted growth of misery 
Please let...

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No Saints were Artists….



Suckd down a portal incorrectly chosen by disbelief blah and a challenge that is ill advised plays out a lost and a soul was threatened to be taken but should counter offensive metal plight to destroy fear of all fears in itself...

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You are the pride of a nation
revealing the beauty of it's people
you reflect a nation's heart, mind, and soul
more brilliantly than pavo cristatus...

With grace and agility
you embody the power of your people
youthful energy unyielding strength
rivaled only by panthera tigris...

You are the nelumbo nucifera gaertn
the sacred...

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O mother, who was so beautiful, yet, troubled with everything 
that may affect on the son’s well being; and therefore, grew old.

O mother, who was so elegant, yet, was so concerned about her son;
she always worried and was thinking what if the son wet from...

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