Tree Mental Illness Poems

I emerged with a silver pen in hand,
…and a tempest raging within.
Words writhe, a serpent's coil,
…tightening their grip,
A soul adrift in a sea of 
…self-made...

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            A tree grows tall

         ...

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A tree can waver.

Releasing leaves, gently and silently.

Trees, they are graceful.

I am not graceful.

I am mysterious.

I am unfocused and confused and hypnotized.

Trees are different…

And that...

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I grew a hat
it's a part of me
a little piece of inside
when I'm out, 
in a head tilt, 
a shutter peak, 
hiding like mountains
under snow,...

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10/9/2023

i know i am capable of loving 
i can feel it when i’m in love
whether it’s with the warmth of a hand in mine, a...

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The sun sets down,
      it greets the moon and the stars, 
        ...

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Inspired by the sweet, whimsical movie, "Benny & Joon", starring Johnny Depp, Mary Stuart Masterson and Aidan Quinn. A stellar cast and performance. 

Joon and...

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Cape Mendocino	

The westernmost tip of California
hard to reach
except by Google earth
the usual method of exploration
these days.

The Point Arena Library
where I hung my words upon
the Poet...

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It was once upon a time …..I felt worthless 
I watched the sunrise before my first shift 
and as my conscious shifts
I read the book...

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Gilded Cage

Outside the window the birds fly free.
Feed their kin, a nest in the tree.
A world to engage in, the whole world to see.

Inside the...

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They are coming with the needle
They think they are being kind
Sending me back to
The jungles of my mind.

There are creatures in the forest,
I can feel...

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I am longing for the spring and panting like a thirsty deer 
too many days have past since I last felt the sun 
beneath anemic...

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I am writing this to you 
You, whose friends and family have written off 
You, who have you yourself, written off 
I want to tell...

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What could anyone possibly learn from me?

Besides how to hide in alleys, climbing dead ends like a tree. 

Or how to hoard your own burdens,...

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There’s a boy in the cellar with a stone in his mouth.
In the stone is a bird.
In the bird is a future unhatched, unborn, unclean.
Unbeknownst...

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