Spruces Poems - Poems about Spruces

...I was an ambitious fine watchmaker, looking forward to sunshine tomorrows, Like the remote edge of a fuchsia horizon, where gather racy, blue swallows. I worked on clocks of all styles and sizes,......Read the rest...

...On seeing the painting of Edvard Munch Of the woodland stretching endless One would feel, one has entered a sanctuary, Where stillness prevails and coolness overpowers There is no sound excep......Read the rest...

...Upon a winter’s outing I a lovely cottage did espy; of lovely blues with snow atop. How I would love to have stopped, just for a chat with merry folk, whose home of happiness bespoke. With......Read the rest...

...I -- Stopped to chat: at the one store open This second day of 2023 here: Where a month from mid- December Is the usual "holiday" for child & worker -- Mr. L saw me rush off chasing something ......Read the rest...

...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, ......Read the rest...

...*Giphy of Loving Vincent by Theofy. AUDIO: Windmills, sung by Springfield Color-Filled Caroler Skipping Rope A girl entrance per color-filled rhyme, hope tha......Read the rest...

...Flowers need much rain, their petals are very dry, their stems are too weak; Nature's future is bleak, draught is a terrible bane, not a boon for a butterfly! Clouds are thin, transparent,......Read the rest...

...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 ‘......Read the rest...

...I'm struggling to wake up, rubbing my sensitive eyelids, I may need more sleep; awesome is the resplendent morning dispersing its light, I perceive it as a sumptuous woman wearing a green dress......Read the rest...

...Tulips and lilies never smelled so fragrantly inebriating by the lake of the half-moon, I sense the ineffable mystery of an alluring and serene evening; remote breezes so unforeseen and unquest......Read the rest...

...No snow has fallen yet, daises still soak up sunlight, no wind makes them shiver; grannies gather outside and chat, many have silver-gray hair. Little sparrow afraid of winter trembling and i......Read the rest...

...February's air is not really that frigid, I stay warm in my fleece jacket and insulated brown boots; I'm also wearing a wool hat I bought a month ago in Lake Placid, its color is green and smell......Read the rest...

...I sit at the large window, Gaze and see the prolific spruces. They are my favorite twin trees, Tall and shapely. A beautiful spruce green, They have been my favorite tree. I think of the......Read the rest...

...Snow-clad slope, small clearing in the spruces, green needles, grizzled white, frame this cabin on a pitch skiers would salivate for, the view reminiscent of Bierstadt. Five mile walk to where ......Read the rest...

...Thankful for days and nights, God is our generous benefactor. I am thankful for all our beautiful relatives, They come and visit now and then. The generous miracles that surround us, Fill u......Read the rest...