Short Aspens Poems

lodgepoles pines fall 
dead, beetle attack, new life
emerges -- aspens...

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dancing aspens sway
shedding their golden sequins
gilding forest floors

9/14/2019...

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When the
Aspen trees gather
In red autumn,
We hear the
Pastel colors
Whistling through
This wind...

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There, just behind
The thick branches,
Are aspens, in the woods,
chatting with
The oaks and the pines...

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Quaking aspens' gilded leaves
spark abundant yellow flames
White birch serenades Autumn 
Melodious sight....

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stand of tall aspens
with yellow leaves, ghost white bark..
eerie howls within

repost/reworked...

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Shivering aspens side by side
Standing against the chill
Gold crowns all are wearing
Until their diadems spill...

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Aspens listen
To this
Chatter of
The wind
The robin’s call
Lost in
The woods
No hesitation,
Hope understood...

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High in the mountains
A log cabin in the trees
Aspens in color
Sit next to maples scarlet blaze
Hear the rippling river sing...

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Aspens reaching skeletal fingers skyward
Grow the ancient boreal midnight mountain
reaching rooted primacy given taken
glorious prayer...

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Shadows deep
Hold secrets swarming
Within an untold mind
Reach for Aspens
Painted on portraits
Viewed by the
 Leaping sun...

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spring is budding out
does are fawning, grass is green
budding aspens flout
mounds of melting snow still seen
how the happy blue birds preen...

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crisp brittle stillness
severely cheerless moonface
celestial sapphire sky

starry frost forming
crystalline icy embrace
shivering aspens quiver...

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In the late fall,
We surrender all
The sweet aspens trees
Surrender their golden leaves,
While singing soft hymns,
From the choir pews
Then, we surrender all...

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a canyon shudders
aspens shiver in the cold …
coyotes flee the wind

©3/2/2022

H Forms – Traditional Nature Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsor – Constance La France...

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in the depths of red autumn
you can almost hear
the aspen leaves' call
we clang and we chime
young aspen autumn
shall be thine
oh feel the
sweet touch of
the autumn's smile...

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The cave underground
Chamber of darkness musk damp
Secure place__bat's home

Cave inside fireglow
Outward facing light Aspens
Golden yellow hair

Cave fear slow echo
Hollow blank lonely scarey
Empty dreams no hope...

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where aspens huddle
in dense woods or open heaths
I often linger...
the shimmering foliage
my inebriated soul

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Contest: One NatureTanka
Sponsor: Rick Parise
Placed 1st

© paul callus 2nd August 2016...

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A silent stream runs through the woods
Where deer meander by
As aspens send their roots so deep
And branches to the sky

Flowers fill the forest floor
Their scents like perfumes rare
And birdsong fills the glades of green
To fill the sun kissed air...

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FEBRUARY

Fiercely independent these
Eclectic February days.
Bravado, masked in the madness of
Revelry’s raucous, windy,
Ululations bowing the
Aspens in prayerful
Resignation to the simmering
Yearnings of Spring.


John G. Lawless
2/1/2016...

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whispers of the wind
through tall shimmering aspens
nature’s ode to joy 

written May 7, 2022 

FIRST PLACE WINNER
for "Nature Haiku" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Sotto Poet
[syllables checked by HMS]

#11 on the BEST POEMS LIST
Poetry Soup
June 4, 2022...

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The St. Petersburg river Neva
has sunk into yellow birches,
The St. Petersburg river Neva
has sunk into quivering aspens,
And into the dark-blue eyes of one woman.
River Neva has dressed up into autumn,
River Neva has decorated herself with gold leaves.
She thinks about something with smile -
Summer will come back again....

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Yellow aspens in mid September,
The faint smell of sage and dampened grass.
A beautiful day to remember
As I sit on the hillside to glass
A world of which I'm not a member.
Raucous camp-robber jays holding class,
Maple trees and Oak brush like embers ,
Elk graze in herds on the saddle pass.

This scene, this day will last forever!



9/30/2019...

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Approaching the meadow, I hear the sighs
Breezes whispering through the aspens
While beautiful flowers astound my eyes
Approaching the meadow, I hear the sighs
While fluffy clouds dart across the skies
And I realize this is where it all happens
Approaching the meadow, I hear the sighs
Breezes whispering through the aspens. 

Written June 28, 2022...

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The copse of aspens quake.
Horses graze and cows laze
as languid summer splays
emeralds in its wake,
low fields to overtake
the prospect's cyan glaze.

Immutable the sun
in lambent saffron drape
above the lucid scape
contemplates the glisten,
auscultates the paean,
the whispering of crepe

as runes the leaves impart
to dulcify the heart.*

*Hexsonnetta is a form invented by Andrea Dietrich

1/7/18...

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