Tree Hyperbole Poems

Streetlight dander. Jawbone asphalt.
Blink razors carve her iris script.
Rib stars ovulate in feral grates,
mechanical tongue juts a bloodline breath.
Keystroke ruin writes in collapse,
a waveform lodged...

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Barked with nature's firm hope,

Branches of nature's strong faith,

Sappers of nature's sweet love:-

Embers of crucufixion,

Leaves of reesurrection borne:-

Roots bearing tribulations:

Trunking annunciation:-...

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(with nudity optional)




Not another effort from "The Left"s bleating masses, but the sparkily aristocracy of cerebral-celebritys; their binary-duality sweeping earth-wise. 

I don't object to the...

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If something is out there you will see, if something is out there it will come running after thee, the squirrel is skilled at climbing...

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Your yellow leaves make my morning happiness 
Circular movements giving rhythm to the phases of my life 
in my dance twirling and senseless...

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TO AND IN THE NATURE OF AWARENESS GRACE


A fall morning drive presents an interesting ride.
Looking out into he roadside forest palisade,
Eyes fall upon two age-old...

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When I look at a tree
enchanted I am by
grand height and width,

luxurious foliage, plush branches
on display – somewhat jealous
of apparent supportive appeal, 

birds that sing...

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Once, when I was barely three
I climbed up the tallest tree.
My Gramma was scolding me,
and yet, I didn't care.

A crude diaper parachute
left me in my...

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Nothing boot toe till rot and duff feet...

Attempting nightly ritual
nsync with sole and
instep of beat
January second 21:08
two thousand twenty
footwear equipped with
custom made cleat

proudly standing tall
(think)...

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The sacred power climax experience
of holy integrity
is more of a one time
of full-baptismal rebirth
into a depleting orgasmic fertility event
for horny patriarchs
of global monoculturally zealous redemption

Left-hemisphere...

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A monumentally tall, flame-resistant tree;

Sequoia can achieve heights of between 150 and 280 feet, 
Elevations no other tree can reach. 
Qualifying it to be the...

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The reality be told, it was not long past
Flabbergast by an unfold from my minds vague vast
In the reflections of the accounts of my youth...

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Imagine,
for the two thousand and twentieth time,
Yang is hierarchical upside power hungry
from above,
authorized to prey on those yins below,
however resiliently they may pray.

Yang grows politically...

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There’s something in my cup of living…
I have misplaced my sense of warmth of my mother’s womb,
What if I told you that my family tree...

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I’ve come across the phrase 

“If a tree falls when there’s no one there to hear it does it make a sound?”

Even if the trunk...

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