Imagine if you please, how the seeds of trees first grow into mighty Ents.
Mythical tree beasts with twin trunks for legs and feet with roots for toes
Bodies all covered in lichen green bark, with branches for arms,
twiggy shoots for fingers and a shabby coat of green leaves.
A face with eyes, nose, ears, mouth cut into the bark.
Meet thee, Mr Ents! A lively pre-tree creature,
half-man, half-tree, half-true, half myth.
Born to become a mighty tree
when its two-score rings
old and what’s more,
by simply slowing
down with age
roots anchor
into the soil.
Ents can talk
grumble, gossip
wail away at night
singing their songs
they have ears you know
they can hear what you say.
And they love a hug and a cuddle
So its time my good friend
to go into the evergreen forest
to find and hug your own Mr Ent
My husband has been having some problems with a sore throat
He has been to his family doctor who made him an appointment with a ENT
He kept getting worse so went to a clinic here in town and was given meds twice
And he has not gotten better
Today we go to the ENT
It took over a month to see this person
Just pray with us that it is not anything serious
As a young Oak-Ent, I wander wild and carefree.
Unbound by roots, I'm a joyful, happy tree.
The wind blows through my lichen beard.
The rain keeps my eyes open wide, and cleared.
I'm a rolling stone with moss for hair.
My limbs glistening with dew in the air.
Yet time will come when I'm too root bound.
To dance while carrying my heavy pot around.
I'll find a clearing in the forest crown.
Where I can set my roots, and settle down.
The Holy Whole
Bent To Know Will
Loving Laughs Limit-Less
All Is The Rest, Left Unknown.
Sad For Salvation
Partial To Changing…
How Can't You? No. We’re Alone?
Endlessness Effortless En'ternity Expressing
Motherly Nurtured By Life's Blithe Soul
Each Witnessed Bleeding Nor In-Tended Blessing
Robs Our Connection To The Whole Holy Role.
-Gray Squirrel
07-15-2025
embattled
whimsey
unsettled
in tatters
a
dizzing
wordplay
intricately
displayed
of
genre
defying
rheorical
rhymes
Pent up emotions like storm clouds roll
Entering my mind, all calm it stole
Anger and pain like crimson flowers bloom
Cajoling me to hit out and wound
Each person who hurt me,I didn't suspect
Supposed to love me, to protect
People are surprising, they don't do what I expect
Everytime I trusted, each time I loved
Another crack in my fragile heart would show up
Keep trying... keep trusting... results so bleak
Eventually, in Jesus, I came to find peace
Rising from forgiveness, God's love spoke to me
Trust and Obey
Only Way The
Word, say, In God
The Prophets Old
Disciples New
God told The Word
Inspiration
Delusion or
Reason to be
Judge not or Ye
Judged to be like
all the sinners
Hypocrisy
A False Christian
Enticed by choice
My friend - I’ll call her Brandi -
asked where do you get all your candy?
I said you may find this hard to believe,
but I always keep a few Twix up my sleeve.
I read about buccaneers in history books,
And I thought where did pirates get their hooks?
Later, while researching various folklores,
The answer came to me: second hand stores!
My friend, who is a soothsayer,
told me never to date tennis players.
I thought this advice was really a gem,
because love means absolutely nothing to them!
It really is a bummer
when people say age is just a number.
I think it’s totally absurd.
Age is clearly a word!
My ENT specialist, Doctor Jeff,
told me that I was going deaf.
About this - let me be clear -
the news was hard for me to hear.
While living on the shores of Avalon,
I ordered a chicken and an egg on Amazon.
Their delivery, however, was very slow.
Which came first? I’ll let you know.
Been screeched
heap
things
demoness
strumpet
scoundrel
with
wings
thumped
lizard
of
myth
legend
since
intonates
Darkness
scarpered
whilst
famished
soul
prominent
&
sharp-witted
by
prurient
screams
not for
shadows
but
untamed
spawn
sighs
Written: April 26, 2023
A Brian Strand Standard No 1212 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
NOTE::THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' (intuitive cadence)& so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
A sentient scenty Ent,
Treebeard, I feared, but it’s weird:
I smelled him before I beheld him….
——————-
It’s Gershon’s fault, him and his plea-scent poetry
Offering love and care from the Lord
Understanding individual uniqueness
Respecting each one along ministerial glow…
Optimizing blessed compassion welfare
Reinforcing liberty with responsibility
Practicing patience midst prayer pursuits
Hoisting hope upon kind helpfulness
Asserting appreciation for God’s mercies
Nurturing and nourishing every resident
Affirming Christ’s goodness* always abounding
Gearing faith for blessed transformation
Establishing hearts to live with peace and gratitude.
*Psalm 52:1…The goodness of God endureth continually.
September 7, 2021
Scent
To buy not a cent
It sends out a smell
In scent
C(ent) what is dead
Reflections from the heart
Eternally a part of my thoughts
Music whispering with passion
Inspiring my hope to grow
Never forgetting the dreams
Inside this soul who knows
Silence is the perfect time
Captivating the heart and mind
Encouraging the broken spirit
Nurturing the loving feelings
Casting off doubts and confusion
Eternally awaiting the glory
Sent to me by memory’s joy
ANY NEW ACROSTIC ABOUT NOSTALGIA Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
November 25, 2020
R-eader
O-f
D-edication
E-njoys
L-ine
I-n
O-ccasional
M-essage
A-s
R-egards
I-n
N-ame
A-re
S-ent
Topic: Birthday of Rodelio Mariñas (November 13)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
C-omposer's
H-eartfelt
R-hyme
I-s
S-ent
T-o
Y-ou
S-imply
U-sing
E-xcellent
S-tatement's
O-bjective
Topic: Birthday of Christy C. Sueso (November 22)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
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