Fir For(A) Poems - Poems about Fir For(A)

snow-swathed fir trees glistening in the full moon glare... in the silent night December 11, 2022....

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Teri Ma ko ma na kahun to kia kahun? Teri behan ko baji ka darja dayta hun. Chawal Khan meri behan kay taboot mein keel(maik)thook. Tere sonay(gold)ko clean bold karun salay chilgozay. Akhrot wali khopri kay malik karway badam. Teray pistay mein daga mara pistA KARUN. Abhay badmast haathi cucumber ki jhaag. Teri shararton ko chingari bakshun to kia? Sala 33 ki omar...

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Here I grow, a handsome fir tree, Standing upright within my wood; An innocent, then let me be. Where now I thrive for all to see, Strobilus stemmed out of the bud; Here I grow, a handsome fir tree. Today I prosper, living free, As streaming sap spawns my lifeblood; An innocent, then let me be. Forever green and wild are we, My friends and...

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On the tall table Resides a small Christmas tree With a Santa hat When his eyes open to show The vacant stare of plastic...

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Color me Douglas Fir Green; I feel so feathery-branched. My constitution is supreme; My core competes with oaks. I was built to last and stand tall; I cannot say as well of cousin spruce. Taken for granted; the human species, mows me down; I become boxes for habitation. My strength is a human weakness; Over time, I’ll disappear, I must to shelter my nemesis. The...

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The little fir tree was feeling extremely sad it was tiny compared to its mum and its dad When people saw the tree they just walked away and chose a much larger tree for their Xmas display The wind helped the fir tree waggle its branches and the tree tried so hard to get admiring glances Sadly people said ‘that tree’s...

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Snarled locks of black twisted fur A fir away from where I stood In the close air, it's stirring No shelter from what's good She looks to me with tired eyes Inside are shades of countryside The sand and rocks of which she spies Into her, unto me, this world resides What can one say to a wild thing? Nothing...

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Hot as fire, firm as fir. That's what women would prefer. Volodymyr Knyr 2017...

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At first sight of first snow colour Scrapbook memories stir with folk within Where spirits of love, caring, and sharing were Whispers of our life we shared, brings wet tears that blur Of the old farmhouse toasty and warm within-doors Stipend oak wood was fed into its heart to burn Fiery amber, yellow, and reds comforting flames would flicker Crackling,...

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There was a plantation of fir trees for some unknown reason, most of them were three to four years old but one, it was only in its first year of growth. When Christmas drew near, the loggers came and started to cut down some of the oldest. The little fir asked "What is going on?" The other trees said its Christmas time. They...

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Your Christmas fir was small and new, When planted in the ground for you; Once potbound, then its roots were free. You stroked its branches, cuddled me: I thought it felt like déjà vu. I watched it as it slowly grew, Though evergreen, its air was blue, Not happy as it used to be, Your Christmas fir. Your love was dying, yes, I knew, But...

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THE WIND, THE FIR AND THE ROSE While the wind walks up and down the village, all the time at the same speed, I looked at that fir, bent down to the ground by the wind. It must be very, very old, but it's still so beautiful and ...

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scent of fir on breeze.. quiet rustle in bushes rabbit blends with snow snap of broken branch snow drifts down to forest floor... sleeping bear stretches For Charles' haiku contest...

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Below a Douglas Fir tree one beautiful moonlit night I sat there with my Missy as we viewed a lovely sight The aurora borealis was lighting up the sky Then something to my right suddenly caught my eye A gem from outer space tore across the cobalt blue Leaving behind a trail a quite spectacular view Two in trapped capture witnessing...

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I watch the clouds Curling in the sky Taking on new shapes Reflecting on my eyes. I smile, feel the wind, pass on through me, It's gonna take me away Carry me out to sea. You're laying next to me, You will not get up. I sit and pet your hair, Your eyes are shut. I wish they would open But you're far off gone. I wish you could...

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