Long Tree trunk Poems

Young Timmy saw Jim walking down the street.  Timmy considered a quick retreat, but steadied himself with a shrug.  Timmy dreaded the sight of Jim, a teenage bully and wanna be thug, who...

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It was just one of those splendid days, which held no excitement;
Moreover it required none, for in its stillness, I was content.

Lying on the forest green grass, luxurious blue skies in my eyes,
Summer winds brought...

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The Echo Returns Not

Sponsor : Unseeking the Seeker 

[ Poet’s note : SOLOMON MAHLANGU was a South African Freedom fighter & cherished leader in revolutionary army, Umkhonto we Sizwe. He was sentenced to death by...

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Welcome to a typical 'Luau' spread. The first thing that is best to learn is the Hawaiian word, 'ono', which means, delicious. It's a word bandied about before and after food goes in your mouth....

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Things were not going anything close to my way that day.  So, I decided
to take a walk through a lovely park among the green grass and trees.
No sooner than I sat under an old...

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Unquotable quotes: Addictions: Smokes, Drugs, Sex, Films and Sleep – XL

Where the hand leads, the eyes close.
When the eyes shut, imagination is on fire.
What you don’t really see is what you feel.
When you feel at...

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My head spinning  
My mind twisted,
Im caught up in a propeller 
While my body is being catapulted,
My life's a spin, so its your turn
Jumping jacks and back packs
My life a journey and my past...

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Interview with a Dying Tree.

       I had bought a mango sapling twenty five years back from a fair and  
        planted...

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Slowly spring unfolded.The trees all abud now and througout the forest floor
Daffodils had sprung up it seemed overnight.Looking over at Arlis holding his daughter with a look of total besotted love,her mother warmly looking on...

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Sometimes we can go all our lives seeing something without really having any insight into what we are seeing. For instance, hands in prayer position.  Because they are praying we assume people will put...

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It's true
Bunking its task
in the blue sky
Golden sunshine
Lies down morose
In sorrow
Laying its head on the tree trunk
Looking pale
It surprises me
As I see it smeared
With ashes of fear
All over its countenance
Will he too be raped and...

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Roller coaster by ian munywe
 
Shuffling of many a feet in the street, sighing reluctantly in this awful road.
As we draw closer to alien things, what we saw before not in sync,
Far so far we have...

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"RED"


Listen he said, “How many ways can you see Red?”

“Well”, she sighed, “Let’s start with Cherry Pie, 
oozing it’s juices all over your chin
and plump moist Red Raspberries staining your sheets, then again
what about Claret...

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These lines were written for a contest about aging on another poetry site. They do not reflect my attitude about the process, nor should you allow them to affect you.


My sorrowful thoughts were wandering in...

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Don’t go near the river a tree has fallen down
The flow is blocked and it caused a dam if you fall in you could drown
But to us children this an invitation was
A big happening in...

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Hesitation gets you no where, beware dont go there
thats a violation  punishments annialiation
plant the seed and watch it grow just to get chopped down
 cant be stopped now, welcome ya'll to my pow wow
i...

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III.
It was near midnight when they came again,
four warriors armed all with flaming brands,
Myron bolted up from a fitful sleep,
and poured out bullets as the horses ran.

He managed to shoot one off of his horse,
but...

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What is the big deal difference
between universal wholeness
and interdependent HereNow fragmentation?

How are they combined
to make one Left/Right
Ego/EcoHabitat
bilateral identified whole?

In an organic system,
a mindbody, for illustrative purposes,
perhaps a mature branched-out tree trunk
supported by a subterranean root...

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This story begins with Julio Jones,
a logger who worked trees in the Cascades,
never married or had a family,
he was a loner, that just was his way.

Now he was no hermit, by any means,
he would show...

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In seventeen seventy-seven,
amidst the deep summer’s August heat,
Barry St. Leger, loyalist milita,
and the Iroquois walked on sore feet.

Their mission was clear: move down the Mohawk,
meet Burgoyne and split the rebel states,
except the Americans in Fort...

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It was 15 billion years ago, a nothing but green paradise you could see, no matter where you walked. A beautiful landscape without a name, no noice, no pollution, not anything but the big blue...

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Full of sunlight 
dipped out from a spring named hope by a mountain foot 
in the jar that we bought after a long period of hesitation
at a time of making a new home
is slopping from...

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After the storm, my brother
(all gangly knees and elbows)
bore the brunt of its ferocious aftermath.

Every day after school
I watched his wiry biceps bulge a little
as his handsaw scritched against the tree
which had fallen diagonally across...

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The wonders of the world,

The clouds barrel into the pools of blue, crashing into golden sunlight streaks piercing through the sky,
A canvas of colour full of shades you cannot clarify,
As it floats by just above...

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when younger & full of life,
idealistic with fist in the air,
hell bent on changing the world
with a communicative heart
whose capacity to give &
care for those around her/him
seemed without need to ever
replenish,
the thought that an institution
whose...

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