Best Spruce Poems

Red House and Spruce by Edvard Munch

Snug, in a blue bunting of hibernation,
Red cottage 
In a clearing of indigo and ice spruce 
That form ribs of protection from
From hues of ill winds, 
As a leafless birch backbone
Spreads a protective circle,
Sentinels of secrets 
Behind the hidden...

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Silent lips, slightly curved upwards
Intense eyes like blue spruce, seem so cold
The fire glows and burns me with his smile
The fire bellows across my heart, an all consuming passion
When his slow southern drawl tickles my neck,
I am defenseless against his charms


Blue spruce is a blue...

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deciduous tree
limbs bristle in winter wind
ever green fortress...

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I saw you up ahead
By yourself
Off to the side

In the still brown winter grass

Scales tightly woven
At the tip
Releasing only halfway

The nearest pinetree
Over 100 metres away

A Squirrel surely brought
You this far and gave up

Now you will survive
Among my family
Of Lake Superior
Rocks and driftwood

Abandoned birdnests
And other found
Forest...

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Blue Spruce Standing Tall

Clothed In Snow, Sky's Purest White

Shielding Life Beneath....

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A young small spruce tree had grown
In the sprawling evergreen conifer forest
Once decided to celebrate Christmas alone 
In an isolated hamlet that’s the nearest.

It then started to slowly walk on a faint track
In the Christmas eve hours of the cold night
With the blue moon shimmering...

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Colorado spruce

   Towering eagles' aerie

      Greets glorious dawn

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved

Placed No. 2 Linda-Marie's "Flowers, Trees & Scrubs I Luv Haiku" Contest - August 2010...

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Behind a gentle bark 
and inside the timber 
the nature is continuing to 
hammering and creates a time clock 
in a spruce-stem 
and its high skin 
around the body
gives me an idea 
of an old trees silent struggle 
for to continue its life....

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I remember the ice storm
His extension cord, my warmth
I cried as fellow trees died
FOREVER, His Liege
 
As the whisper of the Wind
I have spoke with HIM often
Feeling his Sorrow and Pain
A Heart, torn apart

We have grown old Gracefully 
Now and then he speaks to be
Says...

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I’m here to tell a story
About my life of Glory
When I was just six foot tall
I was young and small

The log cabin below me
“Mother-in-law, Apartment”
Soon to be a sacred “Shrine”
“POETESS LENORE”

Although I’ve never met Her 
At certain times of the day
The Sun glows around Lenore
HER...

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I Grow, I Watch, and I Learn
An old man growing older
Less Likely to Live, then die
Tomorrows’ Sorrows

HIS LOVE floats o’re the Garden
HE Created, HE Enjoys :
I hear  the sound of growing
Thank-YOU for YOUR Time

“I happened to be a Child”
When I heard, of YOUR demise
I...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan 
Poem:  Dying Blue Spruce Tree
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan 
written:  May/2017


Now that April has faded behind
the golden Sun of spring  -  

It leaves a sickle that time writhe 
unforgiving -

Thou perpetrators cast shadows 
leaving it's dark remnants,

to...

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Here be the descendents of potent fairies

glowing leaves , thistles sewn

Petals glimpse wan proof

Resplendent  features garb of petals beings


Mortals said to have white mice

Small villages strange, By birch and spruce trees

Wooden pallidness, mist golden silvery hair blown

Greatest treasures Leshia



Souls who shall travel

Hidden in glens...

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white keys of birch trees 
black keys of spruces and pines - 
music of twilight

8.20.2019
One Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Rick Parise
Syllables Per Line:	5 7 5...

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