Short Wooded Poems

walking wooded trails
spiders host fall festivals
i'm cotton candy
...

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the burning oak and cedar,  
           a fiery inferno,
torched the wooded neighborhood...

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wooded, moss entwined 
forgotten fenceline waits,
forever marking...

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Time warps
through wooded  paths
where dulcet melodies
await,  nature's blissful song brings
beauty...

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lilies of the valley
bloom white upon wooded hills
A wedding bell chimes

haiku © CarolineCécile - 03.23.12...

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a large, old, gray rock
            is in the brush on wooded land
                  stand on solid ground

Heidi Sands

8/30/21...

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deep flowing rivers
of milky translucent mists
flood the wide valley...
the old wooded hills shiver,
waiting for the sun to rise......

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A dream so real
A feeling of being there
While asleep in my bed

In a wooded area
With a narrow winding road
Leading me to a river...

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small pack of grey wolves

run wild through wooded acres

searching for something




what's in a number contest
january 30, 2020...

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crisp fallen tree leaves
blanket the pine wooded path~
earthy balsam scents

11/10/19

Contest: Scented Leaves Poetry Contest

Sponsor: Kim Rodrigues...

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to make a truly toasty fire
one must gather bare branches
from wooded fields. 

what is a fire
without a crackling
but just a warm
and very sterile thing....

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Many miles, untraveled, along this empty road 
Long and winding forest road, deep wooded , whose end I do not know 
And a fork leads to a wooded vale low, that I call home...

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To wander through  Yorkshire dales
Or wend in watery wooded Wales
Lean into wind of  lowland moors
Or eagle watch on Highland tors
To find my selves again agrin 
In druid sweet perfection fin...

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Into the depths we carry on
We, the lighted souls
I to run a wooded way
You to make it whole
And when a wounded hand is mine
Shall you hold it dear?
It is yours to trace with light
Draw so ever near...

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Arunansu

your name is a river running
smoothly through deep wooded rifts

your poems are little paper boats
carrying a candle of sandalwood and beeswax

upon the night tree's ancient branch
a black panther watches...

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" Lightening Bugs "
By: Tom Wright
8/17/03

Fireflies at evening on Zephyrs ride,
In courtship, they flash, as lightening.
Adrift o’er vale and wooded wayside,
Yet, as Gnomes, as day is brightening.
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It is the beginning of the day
Sun rises, shines through the window
Yellow beams from wooded trees
Light has started morning
Bright and refreshing
Prayers are answered
Now there’s time
Enjoy
It

Heidi Sands

9/11/21...

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Awake ©

white clouds of dogwood
geese trumpet beside the pond
bird song heralds morn

hollow makes a nest
dainty dwelling slumbers on
in the wooded gloom

screen door creaks open
smoke swirls from the chimney mouth
cabin stirs awake ~...

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Old buttons and fragile lace gloves
Soft swinging dress and simple pearls
Residing in a wooded frame
She is only a memory

I’ve oft seen her tired solemn face
In the yellowed and worn pages
Of old family picture books
A reflection of poverty...

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With all that in dusking's outreach
To fix her eyes on
What you'd think would therein be
Blaze-snatched, first to see!
Ere geese, more striking honoured
Solemn disappear.
Pale barked tree, wooded lakeside's.
Peak beyond; night hides.

Canadian rockies...

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Northern Hills

Sublime is the majesty of Northern hills,
River meandering through Valley and Dale.
Limestone pavement lead to wooded ghylls,
Breath held in wonder 'fore satisfying exhale.








Written 7.6.18
for Silent One's 4 line rhyme contest...

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FROZEN COLD WINGED Eagle SOARS - A Haiku

hillside wooded cold 
A golden, old eagle flies
cold wings before soar

~

rocky cold hillside
A headed, old eagle flies
beyond the cold wings


01/19/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2020...

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Quiet Sunday morning.
Tantrums of birds
In the mystery
Of magic distance.
Backyard patio cigarette
Wafts smoke through
The brisk fresh
Air, and me
Waiting to propel
Through the wooded
Green, like prophets
Hungry for salvation.

My December sweatpants;
Not to be denied....

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Being here with you in this wooded glade
Golden autumn leaves gathering round our feet
Night creeping in as the light begins to fade
The twilight sheds her spell, soft and sweet
Tonight, here in this dappled shade
Treasure nor gold, with you, could not compete
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a single raindrop

hit the surface of water

ripples on wider




another tear

and more hit water

wider pond




a river

joins in the water

turns to lake




silver silent lake

circled by wooded mountains

rocks upon its shores
...

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