Short Replanted Poems

tropical forests,
   ten areas burn daily
    sans replanted trees ......

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Callous rows gone fallow
human touch embraced

Hate uprooted — Love replanted
tilled in Heaven’s grace

(Dreamdleep: February, 2024)
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beautiful orange dahlia
must be dug up in the fall
replanted every spring

dainty, fragrant, fragile, pretty dahlia
worth the trouble, if you live in zone 5
and I do...

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Wisdom
awaits discovery
experience The explorer 
pearls of productive insight
needing excavation
exposed and nurtured
by devoted empathise
then replanted
within the fertile fields
of open minds...

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When I found you
you were like a plant
trampled in the mud
of your tears.

I picked you up
and replanted you
in the garden
of my love.

And I let my sun
shine on you
and my rain
nourish you.

And I watched you heal
and grow, and flowered...

Now I cannot stop
looking at you -
you are the most
beautiful thing
I've ever seen....

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Flowers followed me home today.
They were in full bloom wanting to play.
Why did you pick yourself? I asked.
Don’t you realize now you will easily pass?
Cut flowers are always sad to me.
I want them in the ground, where they need to be
Flowers, is it too late for you to be replanted?
I am sad beyond sad, my attitude daunted....

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Gray clouds that look like they could be snow filled
Fields of cotton that looks whiter than snow
Some fields have been harvested_gleaned and cleaned
Some that have had plow turn them_now wait
Those fields will be replanted with what crop
And exactly when is left to farmer
Fields white unto harvest my friend a good crop

Just writing for fun........

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I need he who made the flowers
And then he gave them stalks, that rest upon the branches
Need he who make the fruits
And then he gave the seeds, so they can be replanted
And they regrow, God you know
Just like rivers to Tilapias
Just like sugar to Malaysians
Lord that’s how much I need you, I promise I’ll always please you
Need your strength, wisdom and guidance...

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The words taste like music
from worlds long ago
Each letter resavored
in harmonies old 

Coming to harvest
their sweetness imbues
A cave for an orchard
in wall painted hues

Old symbols retilling
those questions inside
Reborn when discovered
then never to hide

The silos refilling 
new birthrights to seed
Replanted within us
—a symphony freed

(The New Room: January, 2023)...

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