Best Hugger Poems
He woke and he got down on the creaking knees
He didn't know if God listened but tried
His grandson was in a coma and God was asleep
But he said the prayer but was afraid of the silence
God was the great politician in the sky
And his son Jesus would listen to the poll
When there was trouble God was the first name
Grabbing his coffee he humbly turned to God
In his eyes it was humbly but he loved the sugar
As he sat stirring and sweetened thoughts
The prayers flowed with his coffee
"Maybe God only listens to the regulars"
And he definitely wasn't one
It was years and God was famished
The whispered prayer ended with death and the anger
"Why did you not take me"
"I have lived and gladly would take the grandson's place"
The pastor warmed up and the sisters hummed
The cup spilled over as the prayer of the faithful
He became a hugger and he covered each drink
And the Irish believed in wake and liquor
He hugged the people tight and the salt became a scab
And God left him there with his drink
I'm getting sick of tree huggers
always hugging trees
this kinda dumb
seems pretty stupid to me
i said trees aren't meant to be hugged dude
he just turned and said screw you
and then he said you're just jealous because we're getting married.
so i went over there and punched him in the eye
and then i set the tree on fire then it died
and i walked away as he cried that was the end of the tree hugger's life.
Yes, I am a tree hugger
And I do so love the trees.
Trees give us negative ions;
Oxygen to breathe.
Lovely wooden sentinels;
Our siblings are the trees.
Though they have no legs to walk
They move within the breeze.
The trees see many curious things;
Perhaps hear even more.
They’ll share their secrets if
It’s what you ask them for.
Listen with your soul to leaves within the wind.
You’ll be back to hear more, again and again.
Its another day
just like every other day
not a lot to say
winter snow is on the ground
wind is blowing all around
the trees sleeping sound
There leaves are missing
there is no time for fishing
spring is worth wishing
new life will emerge
years of memories are purged
soon the seasons merge
The Earth won't stand still
she 'll purge herself of her Ill
soon the earth will heal
you can't change a thing
there may not be a new spring
earth one day will sing
I’ll never understand
people who destroy trees.
Those stationary counterparts to humans,
have so many stories and wisdom to share.
Like the lines on faces;
each limb speaks volumes,
about its personality.
Each curl, a journey; with each twist,
a curve ball is thrown its way and
it’s forced to detour.
Where the squirrel and bird see real estate;
I see a being, ecstatic about life.
A sentinel and friend, guarding my yard,
nurturing my inner child.
The whispering leaves on wind,
Sing their songs; lull me into a deep sleep.
Creating shade for cooling and shadows that,
jettison my imagination,
on a journey through timeless universes.
When I hug a tree, I feel love;
they are providers,
generously sharing their ionic breath,
with all life.
From poet to painter;
trees are friends and inspiration.
We share similar bodies and limbs,
but tree roots are more solid than humans, at times.
They need not roam; nor are they restless.
They defend when Sol’s angry temper rages;
we cower near trees, for safety and tree faces,
are charred a crispy black; still they stand guard.
They will heal and prepare for his next tantrum.
Life giving breath, are the trees and
they work hard for our respect.
No, I will never understand why people destroy,
such souls, as trees.
once a tree hugger from warren
awakened from too much snorin
setting out on a lark
to the nearest state park
he sent all the birds a soarin.
If you’re going to hug trees
you had best wear a shirt
having really long arms
knuckles dragged in dirt
surely won’t do much harm
If you’re going to hug trees
then you’d best not mind bugs
‘cuz sooner or later
they will return the hugs
below your equator
If you’re going to hug trees
shower after you toil
get used to the itches
that poison ivy oil
will soak through your britches
If you’re going to hug trees
and you’re not a jogger
then be a good tipper
so Ole the logger
won’t show you the chipper
the snow piled up quickly
another day of waking to work
I think I'll clean my house
when I get home
I've cleaned it 5 times already
I don't know why
nobody ever comes over
after awhile you just say
what the hell
I think I'll dig my car out tomorrow
I have to get a new pair of gloves
I bought these cheap ones
at the walmart
only two weeks ago
damn gloves
I think I'll get black ones
next time
instead of these crappy blue ones
Damn I'm thinking about you again
hope your warm
huddled some where
in a cave
or a log
Your probably snoring away
somewhere.
well thinking about snoring
time for bed.
hey
how you doing
I know I know
I was gonna call
ahh just busy at the lab
ya things are cool
what
it SUCKs
I hate the snow
I can't wait for spring
morel mushrooms and oysters
Noo I haven't seen him for a while
I don't know where he is
im glade I got that vidio
what?
hey there's a new video of him
you saw the old video?
cool
Theres anther one
on U tube
Noooo
Just type in Eddeeification
you get both of them,
I haven't seen him for eight days
im bummed
What?
Hibernation?
you think he's Hibernating?
well hell its been snowing like crazy
ya wow
I did not think of that
maan iv been obsessed bummed out
I thought a hunter got him or he was hit by a car
He was regular every day for three months
then poof gone
Hibernation hmm
you know your probley right
well that Make me feel better
cool
Another thing to wait for spring for.
Ok
ya I have to get going too
I was going to work on some writing
hey thanks Dad
you take care
Love ya
The dream in my head would not go away
The thoughts of hunting season
invaded my head
what if hunters got you
I could just see someone
making a hat with your fur
like Daniel Boon
or one of those early pioneers
It was just the other day
I herd the dogs
yesterday I went out in the snow looking
for you
I herd some shots
I fear the worse
Life lover
Death mugger
Hope giver
Low sugar
Water chugger
Love lugger
Tree hugger
Silly bugger
Fun frolicker
Food fantasiser
Friend finder
Hug holder
Soft shouldered
Money shrugger
Deep diver
Divine dealer
Rift healer
Hate hater
Kindness creator
Destiny developer
Imperfect Father figure
Occasional tent rigger
Peace pursuer
Joy juggler
Plate wobbler
Poetry writer
Destiny thriver
Earth empowerer
Environment ambassador
Eden encourager
Evil eradicator
Snake stamper
Veganish validator
Animal appreciator
Wonderful wisdom warrior
Future fantasiser
Present meditator
Past appreciator
Sporty spectator
Not so bad geezer
Summertime sneezer
Bespectacled bungler
Kitchen surface scrubberer
Sad movie blubberer
Healthcare handler
Magic marveller
Movie meddler
Piano plonker
Canine craver
Book reveller
River walker
Christ carrier
Church changer
Cross celebrator
Deafness dabbler
Community keeper
Poverty challenger
Happiness harbinger
Justice instigator
Prayer purveyor
Holiness hailer
Jehovah jotter
Jesus jostler
Bible basher
Beautiful
Believer.
when I got to work today
the lock was frozen
I struggle,Finally
I got the door unlocked
then It dawned on me
I haven't seen anyone
or talked to anyone
for two weeks now
wait maybe 3?
let me see
last person I talked to
was Dr Auston
she stopped by the lab
now I remember
i really need to call some one
maybe tonight when I get home
I see someone has left a cat in here
I hate cats
damn
I can't keep my mind of him
I wonder where he's at
I got up early
to look for you
the wind was blowing
as it usually does
in the morning
by the clearing
I thought I found your tracks
but the snow quickly covered them
when you walk through winter woods
there is a silence
like death that surounds you
like a blanket
covering you up.
I walked for about an hour
with no luck
my ears hurt
my feet are cold
I think I'll have some coffee
when I get home
and take a hot bath
I walked to work to day
it was snowing hard
I walked the road this time
hoping to find you
I was thinking
your carcass would be
laying there
on the side of the road
vulture food
food for the worms and maggots
I walked all the way to work
in the snow
I could hardly see
so maybe I missed you
I stopped by the store
bought another bottle
bought the Trader too
I was thinking I would build something
for you
to live in when you came back.