Short Conifers Poems
Short Conifers Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Conifers by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Conifers by length and keyword.
chills rush down my spine
conifers mix with heaven
rocky mountain high
for john freeman
"Power in Observation"
Categories:
conifers, nature
Form:
Haiku
In her wilderness
Snow covered conifers, quiet
A bald Eagle glides
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-17.php
Categories:
conifers, animals, nature,
Form:
Haiku
Standing on this bluff,
Gazing past the conifers,
To sunset streaked clouds;
I number the days gone by
Since we last saw each other.
Categories:
conifers, introspection
Form:
Tanka
Orphaned Christmas conifers heap'd
Side by side Assiniboine bank
Native green and vertical felled
Blackened aboriginal limbs
White Man gasoline chainsaw teeth.
Categories:
conifers, christmas, racism, river, society, symbolism, tree, winter,
Form:
Free verse
electrum
on a lovely night
he rode his golden horse
under moon and starlight dust
through fields of lush forest
conifers, sweet honey and musk
blue jays singing in frenzy
into the first peek of daylight
sprawled, sensually
a silvery dawn
green gold, electrum
connie pachecho
2/9/17
Categories:
conifers, allusion, sensual,
Form:
Free verse
Amongst barren winter trees
Snow caps on a rippled stream
Conifers sway in the breeze
Images resonate winter dreams
True poetry form: Lind30
Newly created by Robert Lindley
7/7/7/9
Categories:
conifers, imagery, nature, snow, winter,
Form:
Verse
Dawn breaks,
the sun awakes-
an eerie mist bedecks
the stark conifers in a light
blue shawl.
out of focus
at the edge of my gaze
bathed in sun
a sepia rose haze
the draught ends
berries rot
beneath the
bramble
sun setting low,
Fall in all its golden glow;
anticyclones
hold transient sway
Categories:
conifers, september,
Form:
Free verse
.
lost in the
conifers
the
bristlecone pines
out her cry
goes
az Jane uv the jungle
to i
her lost
Categories:
conifers, beautiful, blessing, encouraging, woman,
Form:
Epigram
a fawn frolics free 'cross the meadow
coat aglow, bathed in sunshine
her young buck sleeps apace, never stirring
wrapped in arms of conifers, tall pines
the fawn pauses to sniff the chill forest
sorrow's torment streams toward her heart
shots ring out, dogs bay, crimson sky ~
archers yawn, another fawn's cry
Categories:
conifers, animal, cry, freedom, men,
Form:
Rhyme
Angry Conifers
Trees in the avenue
have a weird sense
of humor
Long roots cracking up
finely laid cobble stone
pavement
Slightly bent easterly
give pain in the lower
trunk
The younger trees
bleat about older trees
taking space
Older trees show
distain of needy trees
no dignity
Trees are silent
lack imparting skills
shake leaves
Categories:
conifers, absence, age, art,
Form:
ABC
Smith-Gilbert trails — trellises of Georgia roses, the piney scent of conifers, plentiful perennials, the shady pond with splashing koi, the mulberry bowl, hand in hand — my grandson and I.
amid faerie garden
and bonsai forest —
buzz of coneflowers
7/19/2020
HAIBUN - pick your theme Poetry Contest
Line Gauthier - Sponsor
Categories:
conifers, garden,
Form:
Haibun
Mountains come alive;
deer, trout and conifers thrive. . . .
Springtime’s scenic drive.
As ridges grow dry -
climb the verdant trails toward sky. . . .
Hear the eagle’s cry.
Cooler, shorter days -
highland’s gold and crimson blaze. . . .
My nostalgic gaze.
Snow-capped giants loom.
At the peak of winter’s gloom. . . .
I await spring’s bloom
For the Mountains Poetry Contest of Julie Rodeheaver
Categories:
conifers, nature,
Form:
Haiku
The Growing Trees
When I was a younger man,
So many years ago,
I looked out of the window
To see them in a row,
Well established conifers
Growing on the hill,
Level with a tiled roof
Beyond my window sill.
Today I paused reflecting,
Gazing through the glass.
I see the trees grew taller
As those years come and pass.
Their trunks are soaring upwards,
Crowns stark again the sky.
While they shall all continue on
My life is passing by.
Categories:
conifers, age, nature, time,
Form:
Ballad
On the upland at the slope,
magnificent water tumbles.
On the talus climber stumbles,
on small, dewy leaves of grass.
To his eyes disclosed is spa,
marvelous mountains, falls and streams,
fabled landscape -
rare appearing frail flora.
Leafed trees and conifers,
crooked wood and little flowers.
Raining often – scary blizzards.
Slanted sidewalks among ranges.
There the weather quickly changes –
swiftly hunting are the buzzards.
Categories:
conifers, nature,
Form:
Verse
Oh let my soul flee
To the purple mountains
Where poetry breathes—
Where dawn’s shadows
Move silently with the sun.
Let my eyes feast on
Dew drops and Scottish broom
With its golden bloom.
Let the fresh scent of conifers
Satiate and restore my soul
As it soars with the wayward wind
Where verses resplendent
And timeless intertwine
With the glorious divine.
© Connie Marcum Wong
8-8-17 rev.
Mountains contest 7th placement
Sponsor: Julie Rodeheaver
Categories:
conifers, mountains, nature, poetry,
Form:
Light Verse
Pristine crisp, clean morn
Crescent moon floating above
A monochromatic wintry scene,
Frosty crystals clinging atop
Rolling, sleepy meadows,
Rugged white peaks all round,
Lush conifers – jet black, set against
Soft pastels of blue,
Venous deciduous with bouquets
Of birds leaving their tops
Like petals drifting at will
Upon a lazy, summer stream
Afar, wispy crimson marks the
Direction a lover rests, in wait of
Of a new year and new beginning
Categories:
conifers, peace, seasons, new year,
Form:
Prose Poetry