Felled Poems - Poems about Felled

Deprived of your love I become a will-o-the-wisp, a ghostlike entity, whose illumination has faded with the echoing of your final word, "Goodbye." Not a daunting wisp of the shimmering kind, nor one to haunt or harm. Feel no alarm from me for I am no longer whole, the woman I used to be. Without your hand to hold, your lips...

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a tree can cast shade too any form of matter~ i used to bear fruit...

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Wherein Man's Dark Curse, Felled The Olympic Gods', Part Two (III.) Alas! Cold silence, the depths of darkening wrath Came to invade the fallen god's newborn nightmare Waking to find agony and his earthen path Twas his penalty for flouting Fate without care Standing upon mountains created by his words The vanquished God in disgust looked at earth's sad plight Its wickedness, the apathy...

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Wherein Man's Dark Curse, Felled The Olympic Gods', Part One (I.) Thus to blindness, the fallen god was blindly bound In a blacken tragedy, doomed to darken earth: Nature then refused to its soothing music sound That of existence, death of its infinite worth No great power to approach with pitiless pleas As those of mortal flesh, immense creative fight Rule all, even...

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They searched for fruit That subconscious memory of flavour That lingered scent, that succulence, That soul satisfying savour. But the tree that bore their bounty Had long ago been hacked By the very axe they carried On their bent and broken backs. Each day they passed to pluck at fruit Their axe had made its mark They did not take it...

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COVID-19 pandemic analogous how indigenous peoples got felled... Woebegone, enraged spirits holographic images taciturn journeying somberly aghast at their stolen sacred lands... mourn dead souls impossible mission sabotaged aery mission endeavor happy hunting grounds upheaval witnessed gaunt bloody sojourn, perhaps collective aboriginal ghosts return to haunt cruel innocent heir/heiresses regarding interlopers, si? Malicious intent birthed in subsequent quick succession to adventitious, (nevertheless grievous) events visited upon heads of storied "Indians") misnomer...

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The warmth no longer comes it seems to only leave. The furry ones, all caught in hypnotic disbelief: hardening ground's taken root where once gardening grounds (forsaken, mute) were once and again makin' fruit. Each beast, shaking like a leaf (though, truth be told I've only ever seen 'em dance) as if to compel the sun to sidle up 'n stay a bit. The butterflies are all turned to windblown, drying leaves. The biting clouds of...

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That Dark Day, Our Childhood Castle Was Felled Deed was dark, day of its felling deafening that mighty crash! Tragic this tale of the telling thoughtless men, acting so rash. Where rests now, its flying hordes, winged weary and storm attacked? Hammer and nails will pierce its boards another forest gem ransacked! Horror struck, sight of destruction young lad, heart was thus impaled; needed wisdom, life's...

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Silence Felled Lurking in dark corners The swamp stirs in the night As the deceiver rises Begging to share his illusions might Only behind the veil Does he let his murky words sail Deceiving the lady of the house While he runs like a little mouse He drinks a mans ale Then double crosses once stale Armies can’t fight the silent one He hides in the corners...

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When a tree is felled....! When a tree is felled, a sad ring of deathknell, With it goes for many - their tiny places to dwell! How much of Earth will man's greed consume ? Very many forms discovered by him to subsume; Bottomless appetite you expect to satiate, And his thoughts so contrive only to ingratiate! Every stroke of the axe...

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The old oak felled by man is no different from me, Whose fond dreams were shot down, carried off to the sea. By the river, this tree had enduringly stood ‘Til the villager maimed it for need of its wood. Time anon, in its shade I would blissfully lie— Now this solace has died with a thud and...

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had my heart broken way back when i was too young happens any time © Goode Guy 2013-03-02...

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Dear swollen-trunk maple, deemed diseased by the saw-happy tree guy, you who have stood silently, supposedly slipping your ailment through your roots to the neighboring trees, now fallen full blast down, geometrically down, right angle, then parallel at last, your flat- sawn stump blotched with incriminating evidence—you came and leafed and are gone, and I who...

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a savage wind a lightning flash a thunder crash brings it back shadow felled hopeless hell my heart nailed in a pine box monsoon rain washes away answers vague your response...

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Freedom to be who we are Obtrusive, then no longer a star Rude to others, which i don't understand Eternally, not on Poetry Soups land Stay away, recant your thoughts Tomorrow will change you? i doubt that not...

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