Tree Light Verse Poems

Tír na nÓg - A Tragic Epic Saga

ye hear, of a leprechaun and a unicorn who met in a field’s corner
a he and she, she...

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Grateful for your love
Ratchet old cottonwood tree looks dried out and dead to me
Winters temperatures scavenger cold long Robin perched above
O' behold what a wonderful...

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I don't follow many sports.
I'm boring you see.
Samantha, my cat, does apparently.
In these Pennsylvania winters of snow and ice,
I may have watched hockey, once or...

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Imagine, if you possibly can,
The primate called orangutan.
A great many people admire his cuteness;
They don't even seem to mind his hirsuteness.
His arms are too long...

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The struggle is real
But so is Jesus
It’s Him whom we conceal
Inside of our hearts
We come to the tree
He’s no longer there
He’s inside me
His grace, His...

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Is this tree beautiful or what?
Her grandson did not see a tree.
All he saw was Jane Mansfield.

So she showed the picture to her son.
He did...

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The beauty of poetry,
Is that it will never leave you stuck up a tree,
Never expecting you to take it literally,
Never seeking to define,
  how...

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steering blatant revelries, ghouls engaged to death
chomping down streetlight openings in bitter stone
bow walled yew tree drifters, steps of many feet in
shallow parade to pew,...

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It's a long time ago 
that I flew high and thought
that’s like a carrion crow
flying over a deserted plateau
could bring its prey so much woe.

Once...

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the hapless toad
who croaked a verse
and moved the trees around him

did sway the branches
sway the leaves
at the most profound of meaning

and too did cry 
the...

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autumn be's 
fall leaves on a tree
 visual colorful
 beautiful bountiful 
covering blossoming photo synthesis
 colorful leaves in a containment 
feed me visually marginally laming...

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"Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers…"

Every time I hear a kid recite this twisted rhyme,
I'm 'minded how 'gainst Mother Nature it's a crime.
What...

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Mistic silent drops of rain
Rubbed against the arm of a tree limb
A tear fell from a tree. landed in the corner of my eye
This is...

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Later this month I'll be seventy-three.
Thus this gift of longevity.
I seldom feel old and am told I don't look it
but that one-way ticket, I have...

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In past summers it was rare to
see these wild vines heavy with fruit.

This year there’s a bumper crop
of clusters reaching to tree top.

The grapes have...

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