House Tree Poems

Violet Smith lived in Center Kingdom. Her neighbors were Jack and Jill;
Like orange sun, of a pink morning, when it's just peeking over blue hills.

With...

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Flammable I’m nor dry tinder,
Scare me nor threaten of lightning,
Past autumn and chilly winter,
I look forward to the next spring.

I’m already left with few leaves,
Let...

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Q    Israel became a nation, May 14, 1948, during the spring season.The fig tree=
       Israel ...

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Two angry crows
Perched high in a tree
Covered in snow
Dancing the breeze
Broken branches sway
And decrepit leaves
Fall 
A moment in time
Without resolve

Leaning in to see
A quarrel of...

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While you're there, beneath the sun's warm glow,  
Where green trees whisper secrets, and soft breezes flow,  
By Bootleg Creek, where the waters...

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I never sleep. Or at least when I do, it is swiftly cut short. Most nights it comes rushing, sometimes, I feel it before it...

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For so long 
It’s just been you and I
Darting around the house,
Every weekend and holiday
Each summer, easter, autumn.
Circling the place that was our home.
Be it...

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On a walk in a park near our house the other day…just as the sun was beginning to shine
we noticed…under the forest hammock…An orange tree...

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Run! The city is going up in flame; run! The whole world is getting insane; run!  it is not a game; grab your bag...

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It was a sugar maple.
Fairly average in size, a good
Number of branches, some 
Low enough to climb for a
Child like myself.

I was never very athletic,
Hated...

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Jack Horner was an impish little boy, who lived on Cherry Orchard farm;
That produced varieties of fruit. For a mellowing sun, kept groves warm.

The Horners...

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A Warped Tree
Today, when not arguing with Walter the Jew on Facebook
the ambiance in the house was surprisingly calm since
I got a key to my...

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I read her old letters from time to time
Hoping one day she may still write
Pretending she's still just miles away
I'll send my letters out anyway
As...

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The sun disappears much, much later, an hour later to be exact.
This translates into having more daylight and a longer afternoon,
To watch the strolling peacocks...

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A majestic banyan tree standing tall and free,
Ages old, witnessing my  life's journey .
In the lane's corner, its presence stays,
Reminding me of trajectory of...

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