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Unter den linden

Unter den Linden 


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 when a toddler, I had free access to a military camp where they had enormous horses and let me sit on top of one of them (looking up horses, 
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Categories: linden, addiction, age, allah, angst,
Form: Blank verse

On Alleys With Linden Trees

Your smile 
on alleys with linden trees
is like a moonlit nights
under the shining stars.
On the bench,
in the park with summer flowers,
I wish to embrace you
near by my soul... 

Now,
with white hair 
in my way to the starry sky
in the moonlit,
on alleys with linden trees
with summer flowers
I see lovers smiling
and embracing one another

...and life goes on...

Categories: linden, life,
Form: Free verse

O Linden Tree

O Linden Tree
Were I a bee
I’d buzz around you endlessly.
Your perfume’s key,
On street or lea,
To lure with much intensity.

But as for me,
Sincerity
Demands the truth, so golly gee,
I’d love to see
A linden tree
With blossoms that are fragrance-free!

Categories: linden, tree,
Form: Monorhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Sarajevo - Under the Linden Tree

Sarajevo - UNDER A LINDEN TREE
The morning lights and to another day
a pirate's chest you've found but will not stay
for longer than the blinking of your eye
from troubled sleep to wake wherein you die

through every ticking second where you are
as dense and far away as any star
you sit and let your life and time run

Categories: linden, conflict, tree, war,
Form: Iambic Pentameter

Respite Under a Linden Tree

I yearn for every moment to be a delight
For worry and stress to give way
To endless days of leisurely respite 
From now until forever and ever
Let me fear no more and have no need for hope
Let me sit under a linden tree and just abide
In the bliss of serene stillness. 

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Categories: linden, anxiety, beauty, dream, tree,
Form: Free verse

Linden

Sun beams down softly in a summer sky
Towards the endless linen horizon following flock of geese falcon will fly
The golden grains like essence of the soul will lie
Opening is the Great Eye

The Linden tree roars in the wind smell is sublime
In wind transverses from divine counterbalance echo of time
The honey, bees make from linden nectar

Categories: linden, fantasy, time, tree,
Form: Rhyme

Linden Drive

This was my Home where I Grew up many Moons ago.

I Shared an Abundance of Great Memories at 133 Linden Drive in Fairmont, Minnesota.

My Father, Mother, and Brother All Shared in my Growth and Joy.

I Remember Swimming in the Lake, which was only a block away.

I Remember Running down to the Lake and Jumping off

Categories: linden, home, life,
Form: Dramatic Monologue