Branching Poems - Poems about Branching

...Beyond the grave of Beni Blue was an aging twisting branching Yew Young Beni liked to play and hide as he did the day he died In a forgotten graveyard corner it grew hiding a doorway known by ......Read the rest...

...The afternoon's a fire, but my head still frozen to the pillow. The fan blows soft and I lay softer. Without a signifier I'll get up for the 4th hour in a row, I'll stay ignorant to all the day ca......Read the rest...

...Back in the day, before right hand leftbrain dominance became our mean girl weaponized thing Our bilaterally balanced grandmothers, whether Eastern Taoists or Western Animists (and almost c......Read the rest...

...Asked the crowning Trees of their Grass rooting neighbors When you feel like singing while dancing are you more likely to invoke devotion to capitalism's competitions or compassion's cooperat......Read the rest...

...Wonderment at existence ™ With my scrunched and bushy furrowed brow I often ponder the precise circumstances that any thing to be born tracing back lineage of self or arbitrary individua......Read the rest...

...Fey King knelt to me. Hearts engraved with oak leaves Songs of fires and green rosaries Bands of merchants plying their wares Queens ascending toward mountains glen Scenes of battle and quests o......Read the rest...

...The self-harm Sometimes, I think I live inside the head of an ogre whatever happens, none of us are in control, but of a malign monster with brain cancer Millenniums ago, when the brain was vig......Read the rest...

...the time-river-bank be lined with account-trees branching... so the dollar-leaves float to where they be economically kneaded as future debt for weaponry... from an even-easier scrooge who ......Read the rest...

...Wonderment at existence – mine a sixty four year old married bloke born January 13th, mcmlix under Capricorn sign in general, and January 13th in particular who dons online personage with cus......Read the rest...

...I needed the darkness, to lay low, my mind a mole forever seeking its spectacles. I had to keep striking matches just to see myself. Earth above, earth below and a little itch of heaven like ......Read the rest...

...7 Dec 2023 5:43 pm A distant memory upon the winter breeze The spring scent of fertile chessnut trees So broad and strong standing tall against the storms Producing bushels of sweet sustanace ......Read the rest...

...The land was desolate and parched Only sinuos marks of rivers which ran No water found by men who searched Rivers were squandered away by man Sky ran obscured asunder and ablaze Sly man woul......Read the rest...

...A more naked light filters through branching nervous systems. A fade and shade seeps into dendritic pathways shedding forever falling leaves, recollections of so many dissolving autum......Read the rest...

...Lessons of Autumn Summaries of schooling — lessons upon lessons guiding Thoughts in class after class…as bells ring… Volumes to consider about ways of interpreting… As the world takes Life ......Read the rest...

...looping our form lengthwise over back along our spine rising straight to crown dipping to third eye along nose to chin jugular notch and heart our navel, sacral and below reconnecting ......Read the rest...