Best Spruces Poems

I know you're not here

but you are in my heart 

so 

you are always with me

i'll just slip into you

with these words.
 
I know 
there...

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One evening, much like any other
striated feathers of pinks, and deepest primrose
colored the clouds with facets of light, tapering inward
Traces of gold between each color,...

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We are the high altitude sentinels.
Our small groves freckle the high plains.
We keep to ourselves, mostly
upon the snow burdened peaks
where our ashen trunks blend
and our...

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It was nothing but a tiny Blue Spruce,
                 lil’...

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This youth, with its curiosity to follow dreams,
always finds us among the tallest sunflowers
that hide us from the bewildered faces
of the common people who surely...

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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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The American eagles left their warm nests
before snow fell on the evergreen pines and spruces,
so did the ravens, grackles and petrels...
hidden among the white mountains,...

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There're frost and sun, the day is fairy,
You're sleeping yet, sweetheart, you're merry,
It's time, wake up, my pretty lass,
Open your eyes that are so tender
towards...

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It was a freezing night in Alaska, the temperature had 
dropped to well below zero, fifteen below with a driving 
wind that shrieked and laughed...

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Restless is the evening's song,
so eager to release the throng
of scented jasmine's sweet sachet.
A first star takes my breath away...
while clouds pile high like pink...

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He carries the love of the generations,
A performer accomplishes that,
Chosen by God to sing beautiful songs,
A minister of song,
I love the hikes and mountain trails,
Picnics...

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If hadn't been for the chill
which made me peak outside,
I could have missed out on the thrill
of seeing a landscape covered in white.


Far beyond the...

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The day awakes with the beautiful sunrise,
Refreshed with the early rain.

Sun kissed and bright,
Blessed with good weather.

The sleeping beauty awakes,
A beautiful day for walking and...

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Back in nineteen hundred and three
I working with a logging crew,
cutting and limbing mighty trees,
be they hemlock, pine, or spruce.

We worked for the Nowell Paper...

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Although flowers
have fully bloomed,
there's scarce sunshine,
only rain showers
fall on them for hours.
The red hyacinths  
which are cold and sad,
lament bright sunrays;
April is still cool,...

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