Short Firs Poems

Natures skyline wows
Emerald greenery blooms
Forest firs flourish...

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Green and blue firs dot
Forests wide and so…silent;
Mother Nature’s hat.

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At the airpor-T
used credi-T card
buy firs-T class seat.

Went to first clas-S
lounge for drink-S of
their Hou-Se Champagne....

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The lovely, purple hyacinths 
adorn both sides of the ginger and arrow road,
protected by the tallest firs,
they greet the travelers who can outrun any storm....

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The lovely, purple hyacinths 
adorn both sides of the ginger and arrow road,
protected by the tallest firs,
they greet the travelers who can outrun any storm....

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deep snows have fallen
and the firs are weighted down ~
beneath blue sky sun


Written on 12/5/2022
For: Winter Nature Themed Haiku 
Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin...

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his cabin is hidden
beneath purple tinted mountains 
lost in it's own beauty
reflecting from the rivers
raging waters
and the firs coolness
he stays to himself
living contently, harmonious...

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A
look
of love-
perhaps her Dad-
a hint of Lisa,just a tad


Vermeers -A girl with a Pearl Earring c 1665
Jan's firs daughter Maria was born 1654.

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Yearlong, we have waited,
yearning for vacation,
yet like nomads we dwell,
yon from city life, spritzed
yellow frisking through firs,
yielding to swift trail bends,
young, sleeping in bunkbeds.

6-13-2021
Y Plieades...

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group of white birches
stand tall upon the hillside
gentle golden boughs

young firs by the lake
thrive drinking the fresh aqua
early autumn browns

periwinkle sky
gazes at its reflection
dying wildflowers


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snow waltz's from the sky

balsam firs are dressed in white~

swan glides on a pond





*Balsam Fir- Is a type of Christmas Tree

12/16/19
Contest:December - Winter Haiku or Senryu

Sponsor:Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode...

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Firs, oaks surround a path
Flamboyant in hued tints,
Forest of all dreamers
Flinging its lush canvas.
Fabric of buds explodes
Flushed with nature's splendor;
Flaming woods...evergreen!


Pleadies -F Contest for Kim Merryman
9/25/2016...

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Feckless forest faeries faintly frolicking for fiddling foundlings.
Morose mortals merrily mixing meager mushroom munchies 
Fantastical fey forever feeds frenzied fevers following forest firs 
Chattanooga chirps, cheeps, chattering chipmunks, chewing crunchies....

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Today I think I`m an owl
Wandering in higher realms, 
Seeing earth and snow 
From top of dark green firs, 
My wings are so white, 
Wide spread despite the mud 
Down, I `m quiet observant, 
My mind is silver labyrinth –
Moon reflections in my eyes.
Owls are never alone....

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she brought light to the forest
it arrived in pops of turquoise, pinks and oranges
excited oaks, elms, and firs glowed with excitement
she was the ultimate orb, sent from heaven,
to give hope to those who had been sacrificed and buried here
their souls leapt with joy when she arrived...

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The snowflakes falling
It spreads quickly down
Scattering the ground
Its the firs snowfall
Of winter season

Excited children
Are eager to play
In the fallen snow
Making snowmen
Or skating ring

Some children make slides
Some make snow angels
Whatever they do
They enjoy the fun
Playing in the snow...

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dog-eyed shape of ash
              an owl leaving
              the cool firs;

shadow of shadow;
              floorboards creaking;
              a curtain`s slight dance;

black and white as my own
              standing in frills in a snap
              in front of a Ford Prefect
              with Dad after the war....

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Mediums of Winter parse
translucent runes on the tines 
of sloping firs basking like mallards 
in March's brusk sunshine. 
Arctic oracles echo on the lake's hard sapphire 
with pearl crests punctuating 
Spring's arrival while cat tails exclaim 
nascent umber banks. As teals float 
in a tarot of amulets tanagers preen, 
imbuing remnant frost with scarlet omens....

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In winter, when the temps go down
The trees are all undressed.
It seems a bit ironic,
Although Nature knows what’s best.

For if the branches kept their coats
Of leaves to keep them warm,
Perhaps they’d weigh things down
When battered by a winter storm.

We bundle up when it is cold
And we’re in winter’s grip,
But all the trees (except the firs)
Think it’s the time to strip....

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Winters magical mix,
                                   Shimmering sky, blue,
                                 Dazzling crystal landscape, 

                            Firs adorned in a gala dress of white, 
                              A chorus of snow,gently swirling,
                                            dancing in 
                                     Winter's Rhapsody....

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Tip your head and stare skyward.
The tallest firs one can see.
Small clearing for a campfire.
At the wooded edge.

Sun beams down upon the path.
Gives one last splash of color.
Forest's palette to enjoy.
Now the night sets in.

Blanket of stars,crisping air.
Stir of creatures in the dark.
Calm silence and cricket song.
Nature's symphony.



written by Deb Wilson 
Tuesday December 25th,2012
for contest "Natural Dodoitsu"...

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I came to faith at forty-eight,
a mid-life crisis within my mind,
step-by-step a staircase I climbed,
'til I left my old life behind;
Off the fence I slithered down,
upon my brow,doubt bears no frown,
each question answered,verified,
no blind faith this,with no place to hide;
Reasoned,studied and empirical
a life-style relevant and optical,
by revelation,face to face,
I stand here still,saved by grace.

FIRS POSTED 2010...

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Wild and free
Amid waters of blue
Amongst lush green grasses
This equine shines through

Pale blue skies
Snows among the firs
Nature at her best
Makes you want to purr

Beautiful sights surround us
On our earthly lands
This horse so wild and free
Just as nature planned

Our generations of tomorrow
Have the right to see
What my eyes behold
That i see in front of me




http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-7.php...

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The Autumn shades now distant
Skeletal frames silhouette the skies
The last colours of this seasonal carpet
Decaying in drifted lie

As I walk through this land of nature
Amongst ferns, spruce and firs
Sometimes it makes me wonder
Do the remaining mournfully confer

Is it whispers I hear on the breeze
Or the life all around me in appear
For in this broken canopy I feel raindrops
Or are they, evergreens tears








http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-13.php...

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Somewhere in these busy woods
a woodpecker tattoos tree bark.
Somewhere songbirds and squirrels
hustle like hoodlums on arboreal streets.

Sometimes, when somewhere,
I am a rope-less tent
pitched under a million acres of sky.
Tall Firs push up to break through
to where the air
                billows and sails.
Somewhere my path is still moving on.

Here, beyond any mechanical entropy
is an unruffled forest glade,
a good place to be bewitched
in a dappled circle of nowhere....

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