Redwood Poems - Poems about Redwood

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The Ravens call to each other’s brotherhood, while lofty redwoods reach upward. Their branches stir and squeak blowing and flowing with benign breezes. Under their dusky shade, weary deer find their occasional peace resting upon the vintage needles to sleep. Landing in the lower Bay tree’s limbs, rustling Wrens clacker their chorus of ditties and riffs carried by ocean sent breezes reminding the sparky...

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Redwoods cloaked in green home to golden birds, singing up in true blue skies So ancient and prodigious hailing the stars and the moon Redwood rosy morn redwood soaked in the sunset with silent breezes Lord of the dark green forest still in its vigorous youth...

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your wisdom in rings endurance is in your height majestic in width...

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Redwoods over 240 million years old our coastal redwood over 2,200 million years that we know cleaning carbon from the woods as they grow giving life to Marbled Murrelet leaving the redwoods at dawn and return at dusk through the fog from the sea gathering fish to return to the redwoods and their nests pumas nearby hunting then lying...

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Redwood, you’re the Shadow secretary? I guess so, he muttered. Not caring that I am of voting age. That’s what they tell me. Preceded by Hunt? Succeeded by Hague? Tell me, did your baby sister die of the plague? Were you the one who resigned from the cabinet in ninety-five? Not able to relate to most people alive? Let’s not forget “Redwood versus...

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The poet begins the reading 'I'm sentimental if you know what I mean.' 'Oh, that's good!' I thought about this cuckoo hissing At the Botanical Gardens He'd also mediated on the stratosphere That sponge up above Accordingly, so did I too Footslogging around the museum I took a sufti at my phone by the toilets A headline caught my attention Liverpool to sack Jürgen...

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There once was a Beaver from Texas Who ran out of trees before he died He heard of Redwoods in California And he took his wife by his side They hitched a ride on a Greyhound bus And rode it all the way to the sea He watched as men sawed on the Redwood And nothing compared to that tree Oh, he gnawed...

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haiku ~ redwood unfelled statuesque accomplishing amour touch archaic redwood redwood, I was amazed at their shear size and extreme age some of these living redwood trees are over 3000 years old august 4, 2020 traditional haiku-nature themed poetry contest sponsor: Tania Kitchen...

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Eulogy Sing eulogy, O wind, Crying out the sorrow, Howling deep within your zephyr, For branches where you once entwined Your restless fingers Into a joyful melody of rustling boughs In lyric song; Hear now, as you pass, only memories Floating on the air in search of forest arms Where once the lullaby of giants Spread like peace at eventide Over every creature who daily felt The...

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It's hard to find a way through the wilderness and trying hard to make it still stands to reason, everything I had was my health. Redwoods stood as spiritual enclave to the indigenous people along the coast in Northern California once. The Spanish took notice to the industry of cutting them down and soon it became a place...

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Long ago I had a coroner friend. Wasn't long before he shared his dark stories... People passing away in strange ways-in strange places. Distorted postures-a maggot's buffet. People going for a bite to eat-never returning... his confessions never leave me. I shared my stories with him. but they paled in comparison to his. I doubt if he remembers any of them... Does anybody remember...

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O gentle giant tall and strong likened to the redwood tree from way down deep your roots unseen stretch out far and wide underneath your tree your the tallest redwood in the forest I see but gentle as a lamb in the sun lights glee on bended knee I saw you kneel releasing rain from the heavens I see you still never falling or cut down to size strong and incredible through...

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Children play on the stumps of the fallen giants, mocked in death by the glitter of disco lights and the raucous cheers of drunks. Asphalt long melted round their dead roots where once they hovered over what is today the RV dump station, the lit restrooms, and every car and truck that ever was. They stood tall...

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Her leg was my favorite tree to lean against. Most times I'd lean my back there and listen to her for hours. I'd stare at the pattern of clouds that hovered above my head. The wind sweeping beneath her dress in perfect amount of shade. The rustle of fabric against skin. Here I felt I could be myself.  I found peace in...

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