Short Coconut Tree Poems

A cute woodpecker
Is hammering with its beak
A coconut tree....

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Curved coconut tree
holds a ballerina pose
worthy of applause...

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dark water restrains
coconut tree reflections
I dream of pizza...

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A coconut tree –
A woodpecker hammers it
To build her sweet nest!...

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On a coconut tree
Bending its head a crow listens
To silent water...

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primal atavism
         northeastern artificer
         climb  coconut tree...

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Rests in the moonlight
       Coconut tree tanned by sun
          watched by languid sea...

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Flutter by the Butterfly
Dancing on the breeze
Sings herself a lullaby
Of coconut tree s and seas...

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Took heaven to help me to see
That with her I wanted to be
I first felt love’s glow
And this I still know
We kissed under coconut tree...

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Flower courtship is gorgeous, dainty and lovely to see.
You have to hide with me behind the coconut tree.
They are getting it right, the lily and the peony.
Along soon will come their minister bee....

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Dainty sweet pixie woman seen through yonder coconut tree
Has superior monarch markings on her chest and one knee
Heard that her singing voice is even more melodic than thee
I listen for the sound of her, as she glows most happily...

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Jumping frogs on a bog lady lily pad.
The best clodhoppers I ever had.
You do not get it but you are not me.
Looney and lively, as the coconut tree.

Cauliflower marigolds dancing in bunches.
Doing their exercises, struggling with crunches.
Cinnamon toadstools eaten by cats.
Nonsensical verse, how terrific is that?...

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The tall coconut trees
Resemble pillars
Erected like lamp poles
Spred like umbrellas
Stand in a row
Towering above the equatorial sea shore 
Welcoming tourists
Applauding the coming back of the fishermen 
Dancing in the dusk and moonlight 
Amidst the disco music of the sea
Have long forgotten the strike of Tsunami...

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Congolese Dreams: From A Shadow


At the bank of a river stood a shadow, 
it had walked thirty and four miles from 
a wooden hut like a broken ant dragging an 
injured worm to an ant hill. 
On its left, a coconut tree stood pregnant, 
whose canopy has been tempted by the wind 
to make a shade...
-- 
"but what can a shadow do for a shadow?"...

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i need
not look
at photographs
to see you

you are
who i see
deeper than
my very being

no stars
to follow
as my soul
migrates closer

spinning
opposite poles
out of control compass
compassionate madness

i've wrecked
upon a shore
sure as i've never
seen before but in dreams

yet
in one
photo it seems
behind you is a coconut tree...

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He climbs up rhythmically 
keeping his legs
within a ring of rope 
like his life.

Intuition assures
the ripeness; 
life-nut falls down  
from the tree top.

Just a slip
will end in all end, 
but practice
rarely slips.

Though the ways are hackneyed, 
he’s honeyed and free
under his calluses.

Morrows and yesterdays,
he never climbs upon.
He hugs today, green and yellow
like the coconut tree leaves....

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Trees Everywhere

Trees everywhere
But great is the coconut tree
Trees everywhere
Adored and grown with utmost care
Our lands were a coconuts’ sea
For long ages till recently
Trees everywhere.

It’s rubber now
It’s for its planter sheer money
It’s rubber now
With coconut taking its bow
Now modern households do not see
In coconuts uses many
It’s rubber now.



S.JAGATHSIMHAN NAIR, 19TH FEB 12


Form: Rondelet...18th Feb 12...

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Oh Manila, I lost my heart in thee
On a summer's eve of sunset red
I saw her under the coconut tree
My Violy, and wanted her to wed.

In Manila we stirred the ballroom dust
As we danced the loneliness away
Then gave into our mutual lust
As both of our defenses gave way!

Oh Manila, dire passions burn in thee
Whose women steal men's hearts in bed
I lost my first love to the Lady Violy
When she confessed she was already wed.



                                            Timothy I. Brumley...

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Red 3 am 

Seconds stick of clock came to my ear 10 pm 

Beat of betals fly out side near a coconut tree outside reflect the shine of moon on my bed 

I closed my eyes and with a yawn thinking about some projects which I have to completed by some days 

Shine of hair falls to my closed eyes colour of my heart beat in the colors of red lip prefect waist melt like ice cream in cold heart about to stop by a hug at 3 am 

Woke up with smile ......


With love all 
Jagdish Bajantri...

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