Short Spruces Poems

white keys of birch trees 
black keys of spruces and pines - 
music of twilight

8.20.2019
One Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Rick Parise
Syllables Per Line:	5 7 5...

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Give ear to stream blowing rough ground
Vying spreading plain voice
Spring wind swings spruces blown around
In the calm vale of choice

Yields a cool, clean dwelling
On a calm sea, whistling
Lifestream contemplating

Swept by the dream
Give ear to stream


Written: February 05, 2022...

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After summer spruces up in full array
When peonies have graced the graves
At end of May, I shall go far, far away
After summer spruces up in full array
Where some folks, who know, blithely say
‘Tis Beulah Land the righteous soul craves
After summer spruces up in full array
When peonies have graced the graves.


written May 20, 2021...

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Hey mountain waterfall is tumbling,
 it dandles on the rocks
 and pale-faced maid
 carried, would faint on the hands.
 
Hey breaking is the foehn spruces,
 snatching is on the peaks.
 Its arm is swift and strong,
 but summits will withstand it.
 
Hey trickling is a drizzle.
 It's spreading to the huts
 in mist is rising to the clouds -
 far-flung is to the sky....

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The sun was shinning,
The church they knew stood tall.

Surrounded by spruces and pines,
The lord blessings were everywhere.

Spring thaw came,
The snow melting.

You could hear the sound of songbirds,
Singing their song to nature.

He was distant,
She was shy.

Their conversations caressed,
Another's lives,Sunday was their favorite day,

All is well with the lord they said,
Spring was finally arriving.

copyright Gwen Schutz...

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He carries the love of the generations,
A performer accomplishes that,
Chosen by God to sing beautiful songs,
A minister of song,
I love the hikes and mountain trails,
Picnics on the mountainside,
You love his manner with humans,
What a miracle and blessing from God,
He is a minstrel of the Lord,
Christmas reverent and holy,
Blessed by the pines and spruces,
The chalet warm and welcoming when the day is complete,

Author; Gwen von Erlach Schutz...

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Cold rain stop my loneliness,
don't cause me unhappy moments;
spring returns, springs brings joy...
geese fly over the big, green valley!

Ahead of me, I see the streams 
flowing past the gleaming meadows;
under the tall spruces the lilies 
of the valley wave in warm sun rays!

Cold rain stop my loneliness,
don't keep on pouring down;
suddenly all the bluebirds
have stopped flying and warbling
in the woods and I am searching
for some signs of bright sun!...

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