Long Conifer Poems

Once upon a time, in a land far away,
There was a prince with a Kitty Cat
(Or so the stories portray)
Who would often say, "Meow,"
Which is how kitty cats say,
"There's a forest growing in the living...

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The Man casts a shadow purulent with stealth
    Having seen his apportion of nebulous days.
In fear of himself... too long on the shelf
    And a vague memory of far...

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Here in Central Ohio, when winter's chill descends, 
We celebrate for twelve whole days, our Yuletide dividends. 
Deep within the Buckeye land, where Aesculus genus grows, 
We throw our hands up with delight as C-bus...

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Many of us celebrate the time when Jesus lay in his feeding trough

Own a place in our home do not have to knock on so many doors


Put up Nordic fir cut from woods or plastic...

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Petrified pottery ponders plots. Ploys play putting purring. And a frantically fraternising pickle arch can glow on many a skyline at dusk. In many hues. Many dusks many arches many hues and many hues mean...

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CHRISTMAS TREE

A decorative tree, Usually
In the winter time
 developed in early modern Germany
Traditionally
A Christmas tree
Is a decorative tree, And usually
It is an evergreen conifer
One such as a Spruce, Pine or Fir
Christbaun
A Christmas tree
Taking of these...

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© 2010 (Jim Sularz)

A morning meadow - tall, red-yellow speckled,
now, humbled low by the wind.

Conifer sundials – mirrored shadows, slowly stretching, dancing, and then diminishing - along blurred edges of a lush, flowing sea.

Feathered, high...

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The American eagle, called bald ‘cos of its pure white head, 
Is named Haliaeetus leucocephalus, from the Greek;
Hali means  "sea", aietos means “eagle", leuco "white", 
And cephalos simply means the “head" with the streak....

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Oh wow just look at that tower. It is the tower of towels. They are in a queue waiting for the dryer today. The drier is having a manicure so they will all have to...

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for my precious granddaughter, Brooke
whom I hope one day will be able to talk again…

The babbling little brook ,
was enjoying the warmth of the autumn sun,
Thinking about where her waters flowed, 
then wondering from where...

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In the forest of your heart, I lose myself, a green and endless world,
Breathing deeply the essence of your woods, pine essence and unspoken longings.
I can never fill the boots of the explorer of my...

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A young small spruce tree had grown
In the sprawling evergreen conifer forest
Once decided to celebrate Christmas alone 
In an isolated hamlet that’s the nearest.

It then started to slowly walk on a faint track
In the Christmas...

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rewrite of former poem

We are shiny sleek, black birds, 
don’t underestimate our wit,
we are of the corvid family, 
the most "intelligent,"

We are passerines, 
the largest of their kind,
19,000 feet up sometimes – 
look and us...

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Driftwood benches stretch along the shoreline as far as the eye can see


While purple and green kelp stain the wet sand like messy 
brush strokes a child would make


Amongst the rocks and tide pools, a...

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Oldest tree,
where Black River old-growth weathers
wetland over millennia.  
Your ancient sinker roots
in dank swamp muck. 

Primordial conifer,
Are you the sacred tree of Artemis,
or part of Aristotle’s potential actualizing? 
What epic epoch do you realize?
What...

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Pink and grey walls rise like castle parapets
Reflecting the sunrise in golden hues
I ride along the canyon to the sound of leather
Creaking softly in the tranquil mountain air

Sweat and horse, with layers of dust
Well worn...

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Decorating Silence
                       by Odin Roark

How deafening the stillness

Where once did tinkling chimes hang...

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Stars are in wide sky all over adorning;
Left when they saw start of next warning;
Flowers flourished and are fully bloomed;
Here, there and everywhere as I assumed.

Nature near and far would normally appear
Just like she had...

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My husband
Marry today my husband, marry again
Marry another wife, as you wish dear
Marry a brown woman, or white and gain
But dear remember, your first am near

My husband
Marry today my husband, marry the second
Marry the third,...

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Crimson red braces a snowy dreamscape
Huddled in dense twigs, dons a showy cape
Plumage a bold rich scarlet, an exuberance           
Nay can’t hide its immaculate beauty’s...

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Don’t take me unless to the cry of the hawk
Not supported or transported – just let me walk.
No matter that muscles protest and begin to ache
When clouds scud over the peaks and cast shadows across...

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At first sight of first snow colour 
Scrapbook memories stir with folk within
Where spirits of love, caring, and sharing were
Whispers of our life we shared, brings wet tears that blur
Of the old farmhouse toasty and...

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the silver birch
it likes to hide
so as you search 
at eventide
you find it there with many friends
playing poker through the night

the common oak 
a wise old man
an aging folk 
since time began
grandfathers of the forest...

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Rising Beyond
               by Odin Roark

Sadness shackled his heart
Dry eyes did forever weep
Pain knowing no release
Death seducing reason

How often he had tried
The...

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Need I pull
The escape chord?
This flying Scotsman travels too fast
Me thinks
Whilst my dog lays dying
My castle lays crumbling
My heart lays in carnage
No wonder
I sink

Last night I escaped to a world with a girl
Theatrical elegance surrounded...

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