Tree Journey Poems

In the dusky depths where dreams dance daringly,
A story whispers, woven with whispered wonders,
Beneath the branches of a brooding, barren tree,
Where shadows linger, lost like...

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Something's missing in the puzzle of life.
I'm living without something, I just know.
I must tell you, my confusion is rife.
I'm stumped.  I've hunted high....

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In shot snap seconds, everything changed.
The horror was sudden -
a shatter-shower of bullets
bouncing off rock.
The picnic I'd laid so carefully
blew apart - black olives
tossed into...

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Birds stop singing That summer spring morn The Son of God His head forlorn No need to tremble The gardens scene With men and angels...

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Feet of barest integument
Bounding, chasing infinite woods, primal
Unscathed by this immaculate earth
Swallowed by puddles seeping through my spirit
Overflowing, casting majesty, and so I ruminate

Flushest pale...

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I’ve walked	
	Many a mile
Since every Rainbow’s End
	Was just a wish away 
Every pot of gold
	Has stayed a wish ahead
I’ve walked 
	Many a mile
Through smoke-filled haze
	And...

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Love turns time of Spring,

Flowers to bloom and feminine rhyme on the ground.
Tree blossoms providing pollen to call on
Butterflies and hummingbirds flit around
So profound sweet...

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During the early morning summer hours,
   A cardinal flew to the ground, and chose
   The most radiant of all the flowers—
It...

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It’s long been a tradition of mine
to welcome January with a few resolutions. 
But the played-out “New Year, New Me” nonsense
has my head filled with...

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Softly sighing, cerulean skies melt over a trail of endings.

Lost in last night’s laughing leaves, silent reflections, memories trembling.

Echoing along shadows, laughing quietly as past...

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October is one of those months that begin to transition and change to prepare for winter.

As our days begin to shorten, this tenth month brings...

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I saw him today,
I recognise him with his particular wings,
And his sarcastic smile,
This time he holds...
A parchment in his hand,
Giggling so hard,
As he opened his...

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fewer …

stars there are
in the heart of heaven
than the myriad ripples of brine that
gently placed me here -
tender tongues of tide that tossed me
and polished...

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The Ravens call to each other’s brotherhood,
while lofty redwoods reach upward.
Their branches stir and squeak
blowing and flowing with benign breezes.
Under their dusky shade, weary deer...

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Wireless switched off
memories flooding the airways 
hand on a worried shoulder
"we prepared for this".
Sentimental possessions 
letters for the beyond
"leave the keys"
crowded streets, 
face the madness
holding...

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