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Short Pinecone Poems

Short Pinecone Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Pinecone by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Pinecone by length and keyword.


Pinecone
Floating down from trees
Made for animals to eat
Comes from the pine tree...

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Categories: pinecone, america, art, beauty, care, children, forgiveness, friendship,
Form: Haiku



Seeding
So sweet seeded fruit
      pinecone verses sown in farm
           frugorivore bird...

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Categories: pinecone, adventure, allusion, appreciation, bird, metaphor, miracle,
Form: Haiku
Beautiful Love Nature
Encoded mind 

Camouflage eyes 
Nakedly I except you 
 
Invisible kiss
Pinecone at its peak 
Everlasting stream 
 
Playful chase 
Wild become still 
Universal love 
 
Thousand rainfall 
The silent call 
Of the beautiful heart 
Wondrous creation 
Beautiful nature...

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Categories: pinecone, nature
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Pinecone Mold Creature
Pinecone mold creatures in the forest lurk
Dropped by elves and faerie on an autumn day
Collecting them should be difficult work
There is an underlying mist so light and gray 

From this enjoyable task I do not shirk.
Lightly tiptoeing through the leaves today 
Mushroom hunting is my happiest quirk.
Boots step gingerly careful of the fey...

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Categories: pinecone, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Lost Red Spruce Pinecone
I saw you up ahead
By yourself
Off to the side

In the still brown winter grass

Scales tightly woven
At the tip
Releasing only halfway

The nearest pinetree
Over 100 metres away

A Squirrel surely brought
You this far and gave up

Now you will survive
Among my family
Of Lake Superior
Rocks and driftwood

Abandoned birdnests
And other found
Forest orphans

Forever

Loved


02/22/17...

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Categories: pinecone, nature,
Form: Personification



Premium Member What Can You Peppermint Angels Do
Peppermint Christmas angels were doing the cha cha cha.
“What else can you do?” Asked a pinecone name of McGraw.
We can do the petootsie dance, and we can tease our maw.
“What else can you do?” asked a prissy critical macaw.

“We can twirl and spin, and we can make delicious coleslaw.
We can play racquetball and we can spot an editorial flaw.
We can peel potatoes in a fancy way if you get them raw.
We are pretty talented,” said the angels, and we can draw.”...

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Categories: pinecone, christmas,
Form: Monorhyme

Book: Shattered Sighs