Best Branchy Poems

As I'm looking through my window 
And I start to l look around
All the snow has melted 
I see toys left on the ground
 
A basket ball, a whiffle ball 
A glove and baseball bat 
A dirty lone blue mitten 
And a cotton ball wool...

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Above a cloudy jar of brine
That floated greenish hard boiled eggs,
Beside a Schlitz beer waterfall
That told bar time (ten minutes fast),
A taxidermied Jack-A-Lope
With rabbit ears and tiny rack
Stared marble eyed into the dark.
“We don’t have many Jack-A-Lopes
Back home in any city bars,”
I told a man...

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You say that love hurts
I’d say that’s completely false

Love is a gift from the almighty God 
Sow a little seed of affection and it will turn to a branchy palm

Bearing forth fruit of varied colors and forms; Red, Gold, emerald and some in turquoise
Buds so...

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I will enter deep down to grow
And my root in the soil  bow
My stem I spread within the loamy reach
So my boughy trunk shall in depth breach
Then I’ll let out my branchy foliage
On it I’ll display my flowers in cleavage
So my offsprings be born...

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What now try our souls at evening's faint hour? I
Shall not let some heavy foot use this heart
Like a common shoe. I shall yet defy
The tiger slinking to tear me apart
For daring to the forest edge to come
And rinse my soul with trees and find...

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Each new morning I must, must view my trees,
I love when their branches dance and sway in the breeze;
and how they adapt to season changes with ease.
In October they do a golden leafy striptease;
November and squirrels scamper on a branchy trapeze,
Winter brings the dreaded...

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The challenge was to add one stanza into the sponsor's poem. This was my favorite one that he showed. I have italized the last stanza to show it is the little part that I added to Charles Messina's poem "If I Could Go Back":

As I'm...

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Reflections of desire 
Multiply in plethoric bounty
A multitude of choices 
Impending all around me
We are intuitive 
Our colors empower  
Life’s choices shielding
Unconsciously yielding 
Generated by our psyche
Meanings an underlining
Such interpretations 
Permeate color creations~

With heavenly skies
Dark Indigo Blue  
Releasing calmness 
Triumphant and true 
The...

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As I'm looking through my window 
And I start to l look around
All the snow has melted 
I see toys left on the ground
 
A basket ball, a whiffle ball 
A glove and baseball bat 
A dirty lone blue mitten 
And a cotton ball wool...

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(first 9 stanzas by Charles Messina, Sponsor)

As I'm looking through my window 
And I start to l look around
All the snow has melted 
I see toys left on the ground
 
A basket ball, a whiffle ball 
A glove and baseball bat 
A dirty lone blue...

Continue reading...

As I'm looking through my window 
And I start to l look around
All the snow has melted 
I see toys left on the ground
 
A basket ball, a whiffle ball 
A glove and baseball bat 
A dirty lone blue mitten 
And a cotton ball wool...

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Here 
we 
are 
in 
this 
worthy 
woods,
the 
most 
serene 
abode 
of 
animals.
Let 
us 
not 
talk 
aloud,
but 
whisper,
as 
noise 
will 
disturb 
the 
denizens
peacefully 
breathing 
here.

Follow 
me, 
keeping 
quiet!

O 
hark!
There's 
abrupt 
tremulous 
twitter
and 
clamour 
of 
coos
in 
the 
branchy 
green
of 
these 
tall-
tall 
trees!

May 
be 
some 
monkeys've 
heard
the 
rustles...

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reaching garland day
a garland leaf flourishes
out the perfect pond

branchy break of day
a blessed, nativity soars
because of the leafs



4/27/19
For A Garland Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward...

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branchy timberland 
so coral giant snake prowls 
on belly crawling
~
slither, slither, crawl
slimming wet snake walks
on belly crawling 

5/4/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2020...

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