Forest Poems - Poems about Forest

On the hills is a forest of windmills. A chimera mirage of shrill, garish pinwheels, Wailing an endless lament to the tragedy of the commons. They spin a yarn of the collapse of self-sufficiency and starved frugality, that yearned to curb our needs. It's already too late, or almost too late to ever succeed in providing for the commons....

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the evergreen casts a full shadow, a grayscale vision she has served as camouflage for raccoons, mice, and snakes a soldier of the forest, standing against the north winds showing the woods what a true patriot looks like animals depend on her confidentiality, security and discretion....

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deep in the underbrush of the ying ying forest there is a path of posies and a faerie named Norest. Norest has prettied up her home with window boxes, each with a lily. Her home has fluffy comforters, warm tapestries, and a parrot who is silly. Once a year she holds an autumn tea for her favorite people. They play...

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I wandered through the forest felled. Its stumps arrayed as scars. Its bird song larks forever quelled, to axed-silent memoirs. Remnants of trees are now a maze, traced by entrails of mists. Curling up as veils between leaves, that once held memories. The moon's face shunned, shamed. The wind scurried all around, the graves of trees blatantly maimed, along paths no feet had ground. The forest of...

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Emerald Green ...

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Calm Forest Hiku 31 emerald green sparkles the serene forest scene~ ...

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Fifty wild tigers roaming around In an underground cave I never found Calling Bandhavgarh National Forest their home A place I hope to never get lost in or roam...

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Waiting for the call Time is the coin of life Spend it wisely Who's to blame? Now they know your game. Ain't it strange That we need to be framed. We need to escape To a house by the sea To get away from the The other you and me To be free It's easy to say Not so easy to see Waiting for the call ...

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Intrusive Thoughts ...

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Deep in Black Forest lives a good-natured ghost whose eyes are like Nebula a blurry blue He Slithers along steeply falling terrain where ravine-like dark valley drops deadly low Every Lunar night near Cascading waters He camps to sing by the grave of his lost girl Serpentine river dragging along cold air gushes forth Myriad rifts roars with the ghost All through the white night he wails, whispers with Lilt at dawn he...

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When you flew in with the fellows of the flowers- I knew the apples and where the strawberries rang... Every doorbell in the garden boasted the entire jungle- And when the stalk minded every river... You were the power to the chime! Though we did wonder, tall as the stars- The stuff of bells where peppers called... Yet lonely rise the potato...

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Ramble Through a Birch Forest the path is straight and narrow not a rock in the way birches as far as the eye can see their trunks, like tall slender asparagus stalks, reach skyward their caps, leaves bunched at the top like celery I look at their white bark imagining sweet birch beer distilled or the sturdy canoes dug out of tough trunks I would like...

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If only you could see the forest for the trees it would feel so good for then as an evergreen you'd be out of the woods and if you cared for me going out on a limb tho' not on bended knee I'd ask you to become a branch of my family so near and yet so far you touched me to the roots of my heart and...

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Through the forest I go, to a world I do not know. Blue dragon guards the gate unicorn ensures good fate. Through the forest I go, adventure on me bestow. One, two, three, rock fun, four, five adventure begun. Through the forest I go; time is magic and slow. Come pause for a time, memories enchant minds. ...

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I was lost in a place where there was no peace. Though my heart was swallowed by the universe. Birds sang a melody through the sky. The forest was nourished by all of kinds. The spirit of mother nature conquer, the wild. "Nature, Nature" The poetry of nature has fallen. The spirit is conquering around the wildness. Hope,time has no use....

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