Tree Poems | Examples of Tree Poetry

Bejeweled flyers chatting away merrily singing harmony to a silent sentient God Maybe they're trapped in indigo agony shaking our toxins from their beaks. What do they think of the awkward rock beneath them... Maybe they're conspiring to murder me. ...

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my lilac tree did not know she was a bush within ten years she flourished with a swoosh she outgrew every tree except the oak giant lilac tree is a hundred foot tall, shade very reliant....

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I stand alone in natures beauty, in the woods by a trickling stream. I feel the presence of my destiny, as a repetitive eternal dream. I hear the gurgling of water, as it follows its chosen way, No worries of tomorrow, as it just flows towards the bay. My mind says, relax you’re never alone, the beauty of nature is all around. A fallen...

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the moon sparkled with a magic the world had not seen spring blossoms on trees were dazzling in her happy sheen tiny purple violets on the ground felt dowdy in compare a mystical sense of entitlement was in the evening air grasses reassured the tiny flowers they were beautiful too especially, they told them, when you open up with dew lavender...

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the evergreen casts a full shadow, a grayscale vision she has served as camouflage for raccoons, mice, and snakes a soldier of the forest, standing against the north winds showing the woods what a true patriot looks like animals depend on her confidentiality, security and discretion....

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Forever is a giant ground, Where buried roots live in hope. Though, dead in earth and weak beyond The realistic of growth scientifically. Unless been uprooted and cast in fire, It remains a new seed to sprout new desires. Studies often wonder how each get to cope-- The threat of call, hope yield basically. But men are death bound; For...

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Forests of Green Coniferous Trees Forests of evergreen conifers (Fir, spruce, cedar, pine, and hemlock trees) Keep their colour throughout the seasons And don’t shed foliage in autumn. Rooted in soil and basking in sunlight, They grow on hillsides and in valleys, Encircling rock outcrops, swamps, and leas, And near rivers and lakes, and on islands. These hearty trees endure nature’s throes Of cold, harsh,...

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El Árbol del Tule, what a legendary tree! More than two thousands years is her age, history! The ancient Giant tree El Árbol del Tule so cool!...

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The leaves were changing as I walked my way, All different colors they were today. I felt a calm presence I’ve felt before. A feeling of peace I couldn’t ignore. Colorful leaves fell from the tall oak trees, The flowers were alive with buzzing bees. The life in nature seemed a part of me. The creation from God for all...

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A broken gate in the cemetery holds many memories. By Poet Walk through my gate at night, only with a full moon very bright. The hanging "Gossamer" from the trees is an eerie sight, I do not know if I like this invite. This "Ghostly" night may bring some fright, but in the end we will be alright. Look over there at...

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I felt the earth moving under my roots. Very same feeling deep down as it was - five thousand years ago when Flame Mountain started murmuring and belching before. It turned its anger on all of us spewing a fire river of scorching lava burning the brush to ash, darkening all living things it touched in its flow. They call me "Methuselah The...

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We went for a walk, one windy day, through the woods, and along the way, she said to me, "If you please, let's sit a while, it would make me smile, beneath these shady willow trees." Yet, as just then, a gale-like gust blew by, in apprehension, I asked her, "Why?" And with a flirt, a lift of skirt, the lady promptly...

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I write this as I sit under a tree, It’s beauty, a specimen of nature, you see; It’s flower, so warm and bright, Like the friend who stays with you, On a summer’s night. Its leaves, so dainty and green, Just like a ballerina’s ‘petit’. The way it sways in the wind, so light and sweet, Reminds me of carolers on New Year’s...

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