Fig Poems - Poems about Fig

Beneath the warm sun, we wander through the tangled branches my grandfather's hands gentle, like the tree itself, rooted and wise He points to a ripe fig, its skin a the color of a jewel. I reach, as he coaches me ripe and unripe Conversation is exchanged his grumbly Italian voice echos like a simple song on the summer day He tells stories under the shade,...

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Q Israel became a nation, May 14, 1948, during the spring season.The fig tree= Israel And fig trees have two harvests in Israel both in the Spring and in the Fall? What's that got to do with the potential Feast...

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emerald hands wave fingers splayed, fig fruit fall palms towards the sun ...

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Oh sweet fig of the night The master has cursed your day light You stand on the desert sand Searching the whole night for me While courage climb up your slender tree I have met you somewhere in thin air As your voice floats through the atmosphere I can hear the mummers and whispers in the breeze And the night shadows yearning after...

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How beautiful my fig tree is, truly, It is shaped like the arches of a cathedral, In a verticality, full of symmetries, Let me fall in love with my fig tree, He seems to think deeply like Socrates, It seems to stop time, like a statue, On the light that is like birds, Let me fall in love with my fig...

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I hold on the fig upon the tree, it cannot fall too far from it if I were to pull upon it, surely it will not stay in tranquility, as I hold it in my bear hands, I know it feels what I feel I have experienced happiness in this woven of life, nourishing my joy through the sun...

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To say you would unblock someone if they can be civil is a crock of BS that I'd categorize as narcissistic drivel. It's just another veiled shovel full, meant as a dig but it's quite clear that some people don't give a fig! Oh, the impudence of one who has an arrogant nature. The petulance of one without disciplined nomenclature. ...

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You must recognize your season even if your season doesn’t recognize you!...

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One day, the trees sought a king, A ruler their hopes would bring, In the land where trees stood tall, But in their quest, a cautionary call. To the olive tree, they first appealed, "Be our king," they fervently revealed, But the olive, revered and grand, Declined, oil slipping through its hand. "Shall I forsake my oil's divine glow, That honors gods and humans...

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A principal had to resign For an art teacher chose to assign What a parent called **** And she needed to warn Those in charge it was way out of line. Thought the students, eleven and twelve, Into classical works were to delve, Michelangelo’s art Showed a male body part That the protester wanted to shelve. Now the David is known far and wide And most...

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It still stands, old wounds scabbed in gum, the moreton bay fig that I climbed as a child and stabbed to harvest the white bleed of its hurt. High in its branches I cut my initials in the soft bark to claim the highest climb. It was the tallest tree in my childhood. A lifetime on it arches its shade over of the waste from a building site. A barbed...

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They say Adam and Eve pranced around wearing nothing But fig leafs and the biggest grins the world has ever seen Imagine NO FREAKING RULES!!! All they had to worry about were those thorny bushes And the occasional lightning bolt accompanied by a loud booming voice Reminding Adam, “You owe me big time for this one, my friend!” Caine and Abel...

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midst trees-ovation pretty bride in umbrella --- heavenly retreat 18 August 2022...

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Under fig tree's cool Leafy umbrella's vacuum.... Privacy prevails My thoughts turn to Jesus when He knew Nathanael was there Written: July 29, 2022 After picking a few figs on July 28th, when I walked inside the fig bush/tree's canopy a coolness and peace settled over me....

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Ficus fracas Benjamina What a little prig! Time to chop you mallaprop; Can’t produce a fig! Righteous ficus Carica never be discountin’ Grabbed that little benjie snot, and drowned him in the fountain. ---------- H/T to Gershon Wolf's Ficus Fracas...

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