Best Yew Poems

We buried him under the large yew tree,
We all wore thick face masks as they should be.
The shade of the green yew tree was pleasant.
Yet we all knew the poison there present.

It was not his wish to bury him there.
He died under the tree eating...

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I want to merge with this old Yew,
To travel through its rings of time.
Back when it's sprout had just begun
Near Blarney's river so sublime.

Where ivy climbs the castle walls,
A quaint sized foot bridge leads to where,
The old strong Yew still charms today
As autumn chills with...

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Yesterday I was in a little funk
because I got peed on by a big skunk
             took a long shower
              about...

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The yew trees 
Were like staid old ladies in green skirts.
They lined the way to the church door.

Like the staid old ladies,
They did not bow when the fancy vicar
Walked the path, or asked him how he was.

Like the ladies they were proud,
And all brown leaves...

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Strong
never wrong

Tough
when the going gets rough

Loony
when all is gloomy

Addicted to chips
bitter sweet lips

Brown
in a coloured town

Small
with a shorter distance to fall

Honest at times
& mostly at rhymes

You,person in the mirror,im looking to
I just want to be like you

(Thanks for all your thoughts on my "To all...

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YEW TREE LODGE - Story poem 

When I was young we had a local witch, or so they said.
Meg Reid at Yew Tree Lodge. That’s the legend we were fed
The lodge was dark and forbidding, away from the street light’s glare.
Surrounded by gnarled old yew...

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The bonsai mirrors your grace
a miniature yew jade eyed 
searching through black needle lashes
lust hidden inside.

A yew pruned to perfection
would out strip the forest fine,
a single shutter caresses
like limbs on the wind.

With sweet clarity refined
will be the bowed head of yew
for our love is so...

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LEE KUAN YEW

A shining star in the Asian sky,Lee  fondly,Singapore friendly.

What’s the definition of dedication? if one asked,say Lee.

Masons build mansions but nations only  by true sons like Lee.

A magician doing wonders with the magic pole called A/c on workers to grow on...

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The Yew is said to reach hundreds of long years and
                                  ...

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REMEMBER WHEN YU SAID YU LOVE ME?
REMEMBER WHEN YU SAID YU CARE.?
REMEMBER WHEN YU PUT NUN ABOVE ME?
 
BUT NOW YU YU ACT LIKE IM NOT EVEN DERE!
 
REMEMBER THE BREAK UP?
WHEN YU STAND STARED!
 
REMEMBER WHAT YU SAID? WHEN YU HELD ME TIGHT?
REMEMBER WHAT...

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REMEMBER WHEN YU SAID YU LOVE ME?
REMEMBER WHEN YU SAID YU CARE.?
REMEMBER WHEN YU PUT NUN ABOVE ME?
 
BUT NOW YU YU ACT LIKE IM NOT EVEN DERE!
 
REMEMBER THE BREAK UP?
WHEN YU STAND STARED!
 
REMEMBER WHAT YU SAID? WHEN YU HELD ME TIGHT?
REMEMBER WHAT...

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St Oswald's church is huddled in the vale
of Grasmere. Yew trees along avenues
relinguish cones between the granite tombs 
in shadows decked, their muted roots reseed
as tiny trailing fingers feel for loam
with olive tips that dip through waves of sage.

He planted seven trees where shadows grow
beneath...

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ii Ivy and Yew Sculpture Garden ii - CT

I smiled when fir boughs hid from view
Live floral statues in mystery
With teasing eyes to see their clues
In topiary forms set free.

With ancient sculptors hand and eye
Spirals born – laurel stars shine shy
Fox and hounds racing on...

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SOBer,I am sober yew,i am sober ewe,SOBer.. 

Something is still missing from my hand, 
it is an aluminum can. 
Stinking foaming beer slipping up into my nose. 
Something is now missing from my land, 
it is an aluminum can. 
Stinking foaming beer is gone. 
SOBer,I...

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In an ancient square
There is a yew tree wood
Of such antiquity 
The tree roots writhe
In the darkness of their own doing
Up yet down, to infinity

Amongst the limbs a dark man breathes
The steam of his breath
His only cloth
The rime and earth 
Under his fingernails
His only food

Waiting...

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