Forest For The Trees Poems - Poems about Forest For The Trees

I spotted her in the enchanted forest, where the trees whisper tales, She stood there smiling, like an ephemeral and mysterious star, Exuding an ethereal elegance, in a white veil that swayed gently, Tassels like little bells adorned her chic and graceful dress. Her beauty was an old sweet song that penetrated the soul, Her aura was a living canvas,...

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It is right there in front of your face. Look around, it’s all over the place. Don’t know why it is you cannot see What is plainly apparent to me. Could I get you to open your eyes? Look again and you will be surprised. But you tell me that it isn’t there Thus, you never have reason to care… There’s a different...

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Do they know I was a King once? Do they know I was a Lord Of the mountains, rivers, valleys, Of the fire and of the sword? Do they I know was the ruler Of the trees and of the wood? Do they know I was their victor? I don’t really think they could. I was a forest King once, Back when I...

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The orchestral trees echo sounds of the woodwinds… and buzz of chainsaws!...

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Walking through the woods Surrounded by the oaks Whose whispering leaves sigh Inspiring the heart to listen With an eagerness, an elation Breathless as the imagination Walking through the forest Surrounded by pine and spruce Whose wistful needles groan Reflecting on the promises Earth’s music rains a chorus Insight into the heart’s hopes Walking through the thickets Surrounded by birch and bark Whose rustling leaves breathe Enchanting, enlightening, enthused By the...

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Don’t let the poetry weaken the poem The structure a servant —for what’s to be known (The New Room: December, 2021)...

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I travel to this forest as if in a trance, My journey begins here, my heart pulsates to The mellifluous koel cooing most melodious sonata, Serenade me to a tranquil tangerine reverie. There are majestic tall trees, and there are shrubs and bushes... Composed and demure, In the faraway forest of my starry effervescent dreams. With lavender yearnings the tall trees spread...

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Beloved, I’m just the messenger Lovely, this message only for thee After conversing with the trees Considered heeding of your pleas Know this proffer is not temporary But lay claim for eternity Under the trees green canopies Teeming with magical mystery Tethered to the strong tree roots Eternally engulfed in the forest and among the green Roaming between the branches Floating through the tall grasses Laying along...

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At times we are all in a state of bewilderment Life can surprise us, our routine short circuits us Can't see the forest For the trees, we short-circuit Don't know what I'm saying as into the unknown I'm thrust...

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Are you attached to some of your poems? Or is it only me? I see my best ones as living trees. Standing alone with no comments And, it makes me tragically sad as can be. The short poems of mine get some comments and that's all they deserve. But the ones that grow from the root and elegance of my heart? No chance. You get...

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Quantum Superposition, forever preying on our minds Refusing to admit what consciousness knows, its theory never finds The more complex the argument, the further afield it falls Roaming and scattered amidst the trees, blind to the forests call (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)...

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How easy It becomes To lose yourself In the forest Of your own Mossy head Especially on days Where the thoughts that line the canopy Get stuck on the low hanging branches...

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The sun rose in bouquet of sunflowers It shone effervescence into the silent night The moonlight and the stars where excused The mood of the weather bliss The smile of the wind blew a kiss The seeds took to the soil like mother’s milk The wind of jingle bells like feather dusters cleansing the air They’ll grow into a forest of yearlings This...

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Canopies of glass, Collecting solar power; Fuel from solar rays....

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If we let go for a moment sparkling light lures us to that other world We move closer to the source and we find that it has disappeared Some kind of magic trick, I suppose Yet the lights on the other side of the bay ...

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