Best Larch Poems

"I stood still and was a tree amid the wood,
Knowing the truth of things unseen before;"
. . .
"Nathless I have been a tree amid the...

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Thomas was a tosser of the caber
Loved to practice in front of his neighbour
Oh boy how she would blush
When he wiggled his tush
For his caber...

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Yosemite’s Ephemeral Autumn Falls

Bald giants of swift water smoothed pale granite
Mark deep clefts for tumbling summer snowmelt
Rush released from frozen streams once frostbit
Silver swells -...

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I.

Espy, distinguish divinely made lively, lovely Trees
He or she, inhales carbon dioxide, then breathes
out for us humans, life given clean oxygen
Stout roots run deep, holding...

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For all daylight hours of this magical season
I lingered along the edge of a lake and
Was treated to the crunch and rustle of leaves
And all...

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Kananaskis is 
four-fifths a line of  haiku
Kananaskis is

With spring’s sudden warmth
serial avalanches thunder
one triggers the next 

Winter’s snow melting 
laughing, leaping, running to 
valley...

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As he wears his golden crown
He forages frantically.
The goldcrest alights, he touches down.
He wears his crown magnitoquently.
"Fee hee hee" he chirps rapidly

A spider, the goldcrest...

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Ode to My Love Jesus Christ--


My love Jesus, you inspire me to write.
I love the way you look, I pray humble,
Invading my mind day and...

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Nattie and Thomas had left home
In search of the magic Portal,
And there find: Vilenist, a song,
Faerie dust--to save the mortals.

"There it is, Nattie! I can...

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pine, spruce, larch -
     be my witness
as i lead this pack of wolves
across the taiga of existentialism;
   i am...

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~ (~) ~ By design this poem is interchangeable within-and-with-itself either 
way being or which ever Nonet you chose to read firsts, they always recycle...

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In the shower of dawn's
Slow daylight, kissed by
Angels locks, there came
A wave of bird sounds, 
Then barking crafty fox

And I in nature’s orchestra,
Amid the fusty...

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HOAR     FROST



Multi-fingered trees drowned in the mist
Mist like the cold hand of death coming to Ramses
Last night’s mist  - ...

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The Orchestra

Best heard alone in the silence
of blackness pre-dawn.

The hall, redolent of memories,
lighted by a single bulb-
log walls fashioned from old larch;
a metal roof above.

The...

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Like the bend of the larch in the wind of dawn,
As a twilight sky or a starlit lawn;
Like fleecy clouds in their shifting white,
As capricious...

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