Tree Mentor Poems

Our spirit is the sole queen 
Queen of the body’s hive as seen 
Without her, all would be anarchy 
Oh Queen, mercifully guide me 

If...

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See that Santa
He's by the fire
He's bringing gifts
a tree can mire

While stoking stockings
joy will sire
Each Christmas wish
becomes real spire

That all be children
for the light
When tasked...

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Who was granted his wish
A Happy Father's Day
I honor you and pray
Time to notice all you have done
To makes us as one
Life has been enjoyed
Filled...

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Would Thou Give a Gift so Fine,
 
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The room would be empty 
If not cluttered with debris
Dust covers plenty
And to the lock, there’s no key

Only people of the past can remember
The abandoned...

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A
discarded 
plant was I

that a traveler,
a kind, gentle traveler,

picked gently up, and
planted in a rich, fertile land

to make me a tree,
a big, blossoming tree,

but no,...

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Since remarks from the T.V, and a stocking of my soul to breathe... 

I relax eagerly when I await the heat and see that nothing...

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Note to Readers of Previous Versions:
There are so many new vignettes scattered throughout the poem that I hope you will reread the whole thing! There...

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7. Playing With Fire
My mom IS quite clear on the dangers of fire,
But if boy'S hooked on flame, then it'S hard to obey,
There'S a longing...

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"Overcoming misleading [economic and political] metaphors
that are physically [naturally, ecosystemically, phylogenically] in [and of] 
your [ecological-organic embodied] brain
is never easy."
     ...

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If i could retake my life to bake again, 
I’d say exactly where, what and when, 
To my family and fundamentalist church, 
To those with...

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What if I wasn't just someone standing here in front of you?
What if I played a different song with a different tune?
What if it was...

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A father figure, worth his guarantee,
His name, Amaro, (like tomorrow), here you see,
a Latin name which means a bitter tree.
His name, Amaro, spurned with faith...

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