Tree Riddle Poems

Why do they say

you can't take money with you when you go?
So what do you do if you go out shopping?

The grass is 'always greener...

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What gave me away?
Was it my sway?
Or my long limber limbs
Like glasses with broken rims?

Oh sure, wind has its way with me,
But broken or uprooted,...

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In the Apocalypse of Hell, a warning strong, 
Of destruction and judgment, where dark throngs, 
Where eyes that sin, must cut to save, 
To seek...

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The iroko tree,
Wise in the growth
Faithful in its development -
The seer!
Sees good and evil
Brings death to those who deserve
Showers blessing on those who reckon
With Its...

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Love hearts and scabby knees.
Dead flies and stinging bees.
Dirty nails and sweaty lips.
Fishnets with ragged slips.
Eyeholes in a hessian sack.
Pimples on a tattooed back.
Toys that...

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I am fervent honeyed sunshine, and I'm still in my youth,
With warm colors ever varying, as in deep darkness I move,
I am a bluebird singing,...

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I whisper to you on the morning breeze
Whistling, laughing and praising
Sharing my grace through the zephyr twists
A lasting murmur of light and love

I giggle with...

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Raising up an old book                    ...

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Sojourner to far-flung climes;
When you return,
Will you remember the evening songs
Chorused by chirping under the baobab tree?
Will you still remember the fame of the great...

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Beyond the trembly weald to glassy glane
beneath the wooden breath where thoughts remain
'twas a harkened land called Wordingtane.

The Wizard of Words ruled this land
in grips...

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Effective farm proves strong 
Success of facilitated facts 
Emerge under stressed weight 
Fattened feeding for slaughter 
Feet to the file
Starting storms as statements 
Control as...

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Interpreting Poetry (mine)

Similar to scrutinizing
an abstract painting,
this author begetting
obscure words dumbfounding
readers, he eludes
(no shade tree fore rest)
clear cut discerning,
yet oft times his words

garner reviews raving
esoteric...

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A nascent hodgepodge
     of gobbledygook from me,
or alternatively yours
     nada soo true lee,
this incipient harm
  ...

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A wince doth lurk wearing which wicked gaze,
Of conniving cast shadows ‘tween my windowpanes.

Gazing through the window’s diaphanous gelid glass, 
I see a flushing fluorescent...

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most instances when i initially seat
     myself priming creative literary juices to flow,
     an unspecified number hours...

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