Introspection Tree Poems

It has been sitting there for seventy long years, and nobody knew that it was there, it is just a simple tree erected in the...

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The tree stood tall, looking at me,
as if iit had eyes looking exquisitely
Staring with questions, I have no answer for
Grounded in life with deep roots...

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Amidst silent morrow's plea,
I plant myself in the ruins,
of a clementine tree,
fusing to the roots,
under the carriage,
of life and death, 
her barks brittle,
sweet breath,
meeting,
in undress.

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We are like a magnificent tree:
Expansive and deep.

Our branches and leaves grow towards the light:
reaching, unfolding, and becoming.

Our deep roots ground us:
holding us steady connecting...

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January’s trees,
unborn in freeze,
bare their branches,
ignore cold advances.
By the herald of spring,
my spirit shall learn to sing,
of cherry blossoms in bloom,
confetti I spiked with perfume.
Bridal...

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Through the window's silent frame,
A tree stands, unyielding, untamed,
Its branches speak of fortitude.
Its Leaves a notable attribute 

Beyond the glass, it stands alone,
In solitude, its...

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Out here in the womb of the wild, every creature knows its place.

Nature brooks no mistaken identity. Surely, everybody knows his suitcase.

There's  no competition...

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Too chiffon to talk real—
I'm lying— cause it will stump
When saws and hands tear through;
I planted its green life in my heart.

Sounds far reeling in...

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It's raw on bark—
Showing it how to feel.
Leaves shudder from under the clouds,
Seen at last.

(All it wants to do now is
Get through to hang up...

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Sacred Gratitude 
Rockin and Rollin inside my soul
Beckoning musical notes float within me
My heart surrenders and opens
Expanding

When the world outside dances in tension
Feeling bleak and...

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I was born to breathe free, outdoors  
count my rings and you will know how old I am 
I come from a family of...

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Occasionally we discover
a shady spot on this path we wander
stopping to rest and contemplate
how far we've come we begin to ponder
why we did what we...

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Weathered tree branches 
grow but remember their roots;
Rings of Foundation....

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When I think of a poem, "as lovely as a tree,"
I ponder what sacrifice was made for me.

More than lovely smooth white paper
on which to...

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She has a pair of subtle eyes to brood in forlorn,
the vile tale of heart rending cacophonic dissolution.
Those eyes were meek, never crude
to yearn the...

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