Branch Poems

A  lone  bird  soared
high  in the  sky
and  flying
flapping  gently  his  wings.

Flying  farther  and  farther
at  last he was not seen
in  the  distant  horizon.

Then  I...Read More

broken bristle branch
robin tock
thistle fog fleck...Read More

O, Valencia's prized possession,
perfected in your prime,
to pluck you without resistance
from a beaming, bowing branch...
Gravity's gentle transaction
would roll like attraction into my open palm.
To feel your textured tenderness within an easy grip,
senses saturated with sun kissed sleekness...
How juicy you must...Read More

Breakfast appears in mourning and sorrows 
The sugar that came hanging on our lips got drown into tears
Stray bullets flew over the table singing ridiculously in chorus

The blue skies changed color crashing our hope and feelings
Fear visited every olive branch...Read More

blossoms
bright bursts of life
each branch trembles, dancing
dressed for spring in Easter bonnets
hopeful.






February 18, 2020
Modern Or Traditional Cinquain" Poetry Contest
William Kekaula, Sponsor...Read More

 
I go to nature to find my quietude,
the forest gives me peace -
in the stillness I rest my soul,
into the tranquility I intrude.

My heart is shattered and broken,
oh so lovely is the song of an Oriole;
I feel his melody,...Read More

Trees

Tallest of trees stand, sentinels, as if touching the sky
Reaching out, each branch, every limb, oh so very high
Species of every kind, vying for what nature will provide
Sunlight, rain, seasons changing, renderings glorified 

Growing from a seedling, nature takes her...Read More

a blue, pink and yellow owl is staring at me
sitting next to an orange haired faerie on branch of tree
hovering in the air is a giant striped bumble bee
there are puffy white clouds that you can see
the pops of vibrant...Read More

Was it in the fragrance of the scented mint that brushed against my cheeks, 
or those lilac petal chains on
moss-strewn pathways,
was it in those rays that dance sequentially across the green flake Grecian urn, or the tearful noonday noodle from...Read More

Parallel

Evening arrived scattering snowflakes,
I sought a solitary
Path
Through winter’s barren woods
Made magical this night
With glittering snow
Gracing every empty branch
Each twig
In the muffled silence of a downy dusk
And, thinking that I walked
Enfolded in the snowy twilight,
Only with myself,
I overlooked the footprints
Slowly walking...Read More

I stood in awe as she alighted like a bird upon some branch,
Belisha beacon to the abyss bound  clochard.
Bonfire for uncanny scion  adrift,
 ignited by her
incandescent eyes.
Chanteuse  of Arcadia  on song and sound.
Halo at the crossroads,...Read More

When the tree bears it's fruit,
I gripped my feet in a branch -
And sipped a fruit with my beak.
The ego in my eyes telling freedom
Feet it's strength, feather's the motherhood.
Slowly i released my feather's high in the air
When beauty sync'd...Read More

Yamaguchi Seishi haiku modern English translations

Grasses wilt:
the braking locomotive
grinds to a halt.
—Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Ceaseless chaos—
ice floes clash
in the Soya straits.
—Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Having crossed the sea,
winter winds can never return.
—Yamaguchi Seishi,...Read More

No Poem Is Lovely As  A Tree

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.*
Each season's trees, a rare delight.
A stalwart friend both day and night.

Our home is built from strongest oak.
Our hearth billows with small...Read More

I dream of magic lines but they  elude me.
Well, sometimes.
Chapbook on acrylic tube  palette, janus-faced cave in at the crack of dawn,
crescent moonlight awnings turn to  circus of the  soul, 
images that colour dullard pages ...Read More

A Sonnet for my Love

                                My love that springs...Read More

ROCHELLE  ANNE
Ernilando L. Tugaff
                              
R…ochelle Anne, like everyone else
 ...Read More

"I think I shall never see a poem lovely as a tree."
Joyce Kilmer

Those lines do not impress me with their skill,
Most poets could write a couplet as good,
But I agree with them, and always will:
Sympathy for trees I have understood,
As...Read More

Poem by Koffi Mtonga

If I could have one tree in the garden
It'd be a sculpted tree with white roses

The women, Beautiful and elegant in their stature, 
would be the white roses that blossom earnestly.

Like branches frolicking in the twisting wind,
the...Read More

flight,  good afternoon
a mantled, wild squirrels skips
betrayed by the doves

flipping and flopping
his tail waving so briskly
jumps from branch to branch

dropping nuts on doves
as they so do try to leave
fly away dove fly





2/3/20
Written words  by
James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
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The red berries are few this year.
How different from last year’s surplus
when every branch threatened to snap.

This year there are hardly enough 
for left-behind robins and still less 
for hardier winter birds. Was last 
year’s abundance a demonstration
of nature’s excess...Read More

"I'm a rubber ball, I roll and place "my self in a slingshot,I stretch I stretch, I stretch, until my Footstep's can't stop anymore, I hold my breath closing my eyes" hopefully to hit the round bullseye but I'm trapped...Read More

Long long ago in a lonely lovely hill
When earth was young, handsome and green
Besides the meadow near the curly winding flow
There stood a tree proudly high and spry.

Swaying and dancing in wheezy pleasy breeze
Never was he still, always in a...Read More

two sparrows     
huddle on a lilac branch   
best friends   
...Read More

Ethereal shadows impress themselves
upon upon stone walls.
Beneath the bridge, 
a river rolls upon his journey;
miles of crystal crests,
collecting unpublished stories 
he and friends will enjoy.

Among the many stories,
footpath pebbles trod upon by
history’s children;
mostly unknowns living
solitary lives of struggle and heartbreak.

Leaves...Read More