Short Old Growth Poems

the old growth trees sway
for a moment I am home
tangled in your arms



9-28-2018...

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deep forest hush
sun beam on moss covered log
spotted owl calls




The spotted owl lives in old growth 
forest, and is endangered because of
loss of habitat....

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Lost Eden’s eternity tree is found
In the gardens all around.
It’s just that we’re too blind to see,
His vision of eternity.
The wind may blow the old growth down.
But little sprouts will soon be found.
Or that same wind may gently put
A seed where it can soon take root.
God’s plan is wonderful and true.
Not all revealed to me and you....

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The residents will soon be moving.
There is lots of miscellaneous and
still useable items.
Some old growth redwoods 
and fishable seas, some 
breathable air
and unpolluted shores,
bargains galore so
don't hesitate
to make an offer.
All prices are negotiable
and everything must go.
Saturday, from 9-5, please,
no earlies.
Earth, the nearest cross-street
is Milky Way....

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Lost Eden’s Eternity Tree is  found
In the garden‘s all around,
In all parts of the world I‘d guess
Reflecting Eden’s loveliness.
It’s just that we’re too blind to see,
His vision of eternity.
The wind may blow the old growth down.
But little sprouts will soon be found.
Or that same wind may gently put
A seed where it can soon take root.
God’s plan is wonderful and true.
Not all revealed to me and you....

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autumn rain is akin to black tea,
the burnt yellow of old growth watered;

a train shakes the fields like an old carpet snapping,
birds shoot holes in the turbulent sky;
the world is split like an apple,
your head inside a bell...

when it is over it is not over,
the air hums with steel,
too many eyes are in the undergrowth,
evening`s calm as brittle as toffee,
shocked from coal and smoke,
a heartbreath along rails....

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