Spruce Poems - Poems about Spruce

... "Children full of giggles, dance in excitement around the Christmas tree, a camera captures the moment." Quote by poet The emerging day, a crisp fresh white nature exemplifies earl......Read More

...I unbox my faux Christmas tree, a tradition every year, Adorned with baubles, lights, and festive cheer, In the living room, presents beneath its boughs, A holiday aura, a delightful vow. My da......Read More

...Age defiant was this spruce and spirited citizen slinking blithely past the burgundy red doors of her enigmatic country dwelling. As her olive skin neatly curved fingers slid over an intermittentl......Read More

...Outside my window the glimpse of a twinkling muse sprinkling little bits of imagination into my soul. I espy a little Reindeer prancing in the deep, deep woods. Slanting my eyes ......Read More

...On the 1st Day of Christmas I trekked in the Sikkim high mountains along the tortuous but exhilarating track of the heavenly Himalaya. On the 2nd Day of Christmas I reached an idyllic ho......Read More

...The costume she wore was a drag It made her look like a hag She tried to spruce up But looked like a pulp Who soar with the colors of a flag......Read More

...Can blackwater lilies sing forth sonnets of daylight and unsung those cacophonous notes of camouflaging omen, which rhymed with grief-stricken elixir of spruce rivulets and veiled your crimson ......Read More

...I'm an ashen dove, Fading in zephyr of wine valleys, saturating in mist upon enchanting hills, draped in grape-green silk, where forest-fantasies sprout cynthia moon of bygone medieval saga, am......Read More

...On one of the myriad bays along the Maine coast. Keep the holocaust at bay I said to Dave because you’ll spend all day gathering 2,000 calories and still be miserable hungry. An undiminished pop......Read More

...Silken whispers greet the blithe morning damp mist spring tap on red oak door joyful treat preempted faint dawning Felicity a phase one can’t ignore bright daffodil white and pink bloom fragr......Read More

...mix of breeze and storm blend of all five elements --- solemn as spruce trees......Read More

...dead spruce tree branches cradle robin's perfect nest keeping safe the eggs......Read More

...Red House and Spruce by Edvard Munch Snug, in a blue bunting of hibernation, Red cottage In a clearing of indigo and ice spruce That form ribs of protection from From hues of ill winds, As......Read More

...birds in summer sun fluff their feathers comb with beaks spruce up in sunshine winter is a grind wind is strong rain is heavy not time for preening......Read More

..."Dear Spruce Tree, can you hear me?" I was devastated, trying not to show it. "Yes, I hear you", she replied so gently, "I will let a single cone drop so you know it." "Why do you have to go?",......Read More