Best Eucalyptus Poems
If sky is a sea of
fallen flowers
and dusty diamonds
glazed in red,
I’ll unfurl the
saffron sun within,
stretching sandalwood
arms of serenity,
upon gardens of
glistening grief,
with healing herbs
and soothing spices,
from greener grass
of life amidst sorrow.
For I can
move mountains
and secure trees,
to a therapeutic realm
where perfumed
petals never wilt.
While kindness I sow
shall sprout in hues
of warm honey and
raspberry dreams.
I am an
unshakable rose,
blooming from
roots of ruins,
facing fiery fangs of
the phasing tulip moon
above wildfires
of whirling woes.
This musky
spirit is timeless,
resembling the
flaming heart of
an untamable phoenix.
My silence soars
beyond mourning wolves;
ice blue eyes
of fleeting seasons.
And you, twin-star~
my sister I cannot
breathe without,
will forever be the reason,
I’ll wear this amethyst
sequined armor,
to sail through
ripples of rage,
like a floating candle
amidst eclipsed tides,
that shifts and sparkles,
while flickering eucalyptus elixir~
upon scentless tea lights.
So if tomorrow, clouds
above your
sleepless sanctuary
swing with poisoned rain,
to drizzle splinters upon
your bed of melancholy,
remember, I’ll find my way
to your unrhymed spheres,
steal perfectly metered
syllables of hope,
from the elysian above,
that sprinkles
champagne lunar-beams,
and I’ll weave
a curative poem
beneath the ink-less
canvas of acrylic dirt,
to calm your
midnight musings with
mellifluous metaphors.
The rushing wonts of action render these happenings unmovable,
These feelings, passionately felt, to dull words ill and strained
She clings, my koala, with chocolate eyes pining for my green
Though each time she lets me go, she leaves me docile and pained
Once before I claimed her; yes, she did not turn away from me
But instead gazed on how the breeze could sway my branches
I wanted my bark to secrete the sweetest tears,
So she would know how eternally I yearn for her glances
For it is she alone, who can consume and digest my poisons
It is she alone—besides the sun—who gives me reason to stand erect
Eucalyptus
Amidst those scorching rays,
Standing tall; limbs high up,
Waving, not caring to disrupt.
Roots, busy finding their ways,
Shallow inside flimsy ground.
Inner serenity, not corrupting
When the reflection of bearing
No fruits is taken into account.
Alive to the pneuma of its life,
Laying in essence of its leaves.
Bane of its longevity, still eased,
Pull of timber want, on the rise.
Mere portrayal of more than just
A giving empire, meant to be cut…
mint whiffs eucalyptus perfume
drifting on leaf’s tranquil feather
splendor of God’s pines in full bloom
greener than drapes of spring weather...
as I look back on islet bright
...my essence inhales each splendid sight!
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For Brian Strand's Two to Fifteen Contest
By nette onclaud
Fragrance enveloped me
as I stepped
into the enchanted forest.
Dim light filtered
through the canopy.
Brown clusters hung from branches;
dead leaves, I thought,
until I saw
flutters of orange:
I had found
the magical place
where the butterflies gather.
***
The drought
has been merciless.
Trees are white skeletons,
the ground littered with bark.
Sunlight hits the dust.
Where
will the butterflies
sleep?
8/3/2017
wood ever changing
an enchanting aesthetic -
wonders of nature
Brittle and broken, the eucalyptus snaps loudest.
Pulverized by constant wear
of boots on dusty trails.
Debris of lifeless memories
detached from vital source,
scattered broken on apathetic earth,
pummeled by the passerby.
A lifetime of transforming sunlight obliterated
in the spiraling downward dance of fall,
to publicly mourn its own demise
at the foot of the future,
blooming green and leafy in the sun.
Life starts and bursts so young and eager.
And so the workhouse of servitude begins its tasks.
Fully ripened and heavy in the heat of maturity
then snapping, sailing in the autumnal chill.
Yet in death, oh my, the scent returns,
a citrusy, mint, rosemary-like eulogy.
Eucalyptus snaps the loudest in refrain
to a singular journey at its end.
Or nearby country lanes and quaint front yards,
are the Eucalyptus Rainbow, streaked trees,
found in Southeast Asia island countries.
Two hundred twenty-foot tall tree safeguards,
its ninety-four-inch smooth orange-tint trunk,
growing in the lowlands and rainforest,
wood makes paper and cosmetics cherished.
It's pale green, red, grey, and puce, a slam dunk,
breathtaking wonderment countryside greats,
eye-catching kaleidoscopic spectrum,
arrangement stretched far away, no breadcrumb.
The advocate of nature illustrates,
through collective documents and accounts,
unthinkable odds descriptive recounts.
How you weep for me
Like the willow once had
Such foreign territories
Make us seek sparks of home
Sometimes the warmth
Of such a need fullfilled
Leaves you warmer than your own.
Exuding freely pure leafy-green scent
Breathing out Creator’s fragrance, so fresh
Wafting gently nature’s delightful smell
Enriching paradise-breeze with good health…
Oozing aromatherapy’s savour
Evergreen of herbal efficiency
Producing soothing balm, therapeutic
Eucalyptus tree indeed, verily helpful…
Such is the tree I yearn to be:
Delighting my Lord God*
Pleasing Him with faith's bliss
Fulfilling His design in my life
As His blessed child and steward
Testifying gratefully about His graciousness
Sharing His love for soul enrichment
Toward vibrant spiritual well-being.
*Psalm 40:8 I delight to do thy will, O my God: yea, thy law is within my heart.
January 4, 2020
Honorable Mention, "BRIAN'S CHOICE U,any form,any theme" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 5/25/2020.
A rainbow bark?
Here in the dark?
Oh, my yes,
You should see her dress!
Maroons and green,
Outed by the queen,
Orange and reds,
Shown as she sheds.
Rainbow Eucalyptus,
Seeing is truly worth a bit of fuss.
Painted by the master,
Keep up, you can walk faster.
A rainbow bark!
Colorful at dark.
Oh, goodness yes!
You should see her dress!
You are in a sauna feeling warm. The skin on your body feels
heat from the sizzle of dry rocks. This sauna room has an infusion of eucalyptus oil. Your breathing passages open, giving you an improved contented air flow.(B)
Your mind centers to a focus, while you sit in total silence.
(pause)
Sink into this plush journey. From a distance you hear a symphony of Tibetan bells, ringing from beyond. You see monks in saffron robes beckoning you forward to a lake.
Thousand of lanterns have been lit, illuminating, reflecting
overlapping the wide expanse of calm water. (B)
OM MANE PADME OM !!! (SOUND OF ALL CREATION )
Make yourself a temple of worship and pray in the goodness,
acceptance, awareness and true life experience that your Creator has given you..
Here in the Holy sacred sauna room all is as it should be (B)
Wrap the terry towel around your shoulders and walk out of the sauna. Feel the rush of cool and the refresh of your
experience. Glide in the pool of happiness that awaits you. Smile at your brother and sister then go ahead,
befriend the, all is well. (B)
Written By:
Pixie Dust
March 23, 2019
At my home, I shall grow two fragrant eucalyptus trees.
To entice and taunt koala bear company if you please.
A large knothole in the bark can house merry honey bees.
I can almost hear the queen of the hive snoring with zees.
I will plant these beauties along my carrots and my peas.
I’ll not use straw to hold the seeds. Straw makes me sneeze.
I will not use hay, because that stuff makes me wheeze.
I will guard the eucalyptus seeds away from each breeze.
Hoping that koala bears do not carry mites, lice or fleas.
But do not make fun of me or my trees. Don’t tease.
Because I will sick on you my dog, Old Louise.
And this loyal mutt will chase you off with lithe and ease.
#MY! MY! OH MY! NOTHING CAN COMPARE TO SUCH A SIGH, A.K.A. "SUCH A HIGH"
AS TO SUCH A LOVELY VISION...
THE CREATOR'S PERFECT PRECISION
IN PRESENTING...
THE RAINBOW EUCALYPTUS TREE!
JUST WAIT TO YOU HAVE YOUR FIRST
LAY EYES UPON, COLORED STREWN, "SEE"
VIVIDNESS OF COLOR FINESSE *ROOTED*
IN THE GRANDEST LOVELINESS, LOCATED MAINLY IN THE PHILIPPINES ADDRESS! :-)
LIME GREEN AND ORANGE WITH TOUCHES OF POPPY RED...A RAINBOW WITH AN INLAY FLOW TO MAKE YOUR SOUL GLOW IN AWE AND ADMIRATION...{SMILE}
ADORNMENT WITH ASSORTMENT OF STRIKING LINES OF DESIGN, MY FIRST TIME SEEING, THIS BLEW MY MIND! SUCH A WONDER WHEN I STUMBLED UPON IT, NEXT THING I KNEW, MY SPIRIT FELT INSTANTLY LIT*
I HAD TO RESEARCH..."IS THIS REALLY LEGIT?"
SURE ENOUGH, IT WAS...
I WANTED TO WEEP LIKE A WILLOW, BECAUSE I FELT OVERJOYED!
EVEN WRITING ABOUT THIS...
I'M OVERJOYED! ! ! "OVER THE RAINBOW"
NO PUN INTENDED, JUST LENDED SHARING, THAT'S ALL, A BEAUTIFUL RECALL FROM MY LOVE OF THIS DISCOVERY! "GRAND!!!"
WE AS HUMANS AMONGST THIS LAND...
ISN'T WONDERFUL TO RELISH, CHERISH WHAT WE HAVE ON HAND, "NATURE'S BRAND" OF "BEAUTY ON DUTY" SERVING BEYOND JUST AESTHETIC...IT'S ALSO THE MAGNETIC FORCE AND SOURCE IT PROVIDES; LETS HOPE WITH MINDFUL ACTION, MAN WITH NATURE DOESN'T CAUSE ANY HARMFUL OBLIVIOUS FURTHER DIVIDE.
NATURE'S GIFTS WITH HUMANS...
SUCH A VISION AND ITS IMPACT MISSION,
TO COINCIDE...SIDE BY SIDE!!
"I APPRECIATE* AND ABIDE!"
THIS IS A DEDICATION TO THE RAINBOW EUCALYPTUS TREE...ONE OF THE LOVELIEST MARVELS I EVER DID SEE! I WANT YOU TO KNOW ONE THING...
MAY ALL WHO DISCOVER THE DAZZLING EFFECTS THAT THEY CAN COLLECT FROM THEIR GLORY AND UNDENIABLE AWE, BE HUMBLED FROM THE MAGNITUDE "MESMERIZINGLY"
OF WHAT THEY'VE SAW!
Renee D. Gross {GHPPR} August 18, 2023#
From the Desk of:
From the Trash Bin of:
Book or Notebook of:
while washing skillets in a stream near
any inanimate object that an actor interacts
Bolero-Set a set of equipment made for salible marketing
Hot Dog Push Cart Workman 200 Series Vintage
2 Working cartes
this guy is Champion among all men. Under a grand
the equipment is post listed under a grand!
One of Those self satisfyingly service sausages cartes.
Mobile Hot Dog Cart Trailer Food Concession Vending Kiosk Stand.
The big Drip!Hautbois strawberr
y: A type of strawberry, Fragaria moschata,
originating in central Europe and Asia, with small round fruit.
Origin of the word:Frag
1 tablespoon brown sugar
2 teaspoons sage
1 pinch ground cloves
¼ teaspoon marjoram
Freshly ground nutmeg
Finely grated garlic cloves
Instructions:aria x ananassa ‘Pineberry’
Even within the right boundaries
Renditions of elegant Posturing
More so then Not.
Tricks of a highly effective design
1 tablespoon brown sugar
2 teaspoons sage
1 pinch ground cloves
¼ teaspoon marjoram
Freshly ground nutmeg
Finely grated garlic cloves
1 pound ground pork
1 teaspoon salt (adjust based on pre-salted meat)
1 tablespoon water
1 teaspoon fennel seed
1 teaspoon oregano
1 teaspoon rosemary
1 teaspoon red pepper flakes
1 teaspoon black pepper
1 tablespoon dried parsley