Moon Tree Poems

I stopped to admire the stars this morning long before my walk was through.
When the moon has set and the sky is clear it’s something...

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Cool comforts from the moon shining in Spring
diverge from coming Summer's scorching sun.
Sweet honeysuckle lifts its trumpet string
to set swift tempo for the Springtime fun.

The...

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In ancient mythology the Apple is one of the most sacred trees. Symbolizing  good health and future happiness. Since ancient times it has also...

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Fragrance night, spicy
Breeze tangoes near tomorrow
to green world stage raves
Howling blues stir lilac dark
Starlight, whistling in the park

Clouds keep on drifting
in times of vanishing moon
It's...

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A strange wind is blowing in the park,

You have to meet with me after dark,

 They are planning a wedding in the

 Trees and you...

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Under the starry sky, where fireflies light up the dark,
A cedar tree, old and wise, tells stories in the park.
Its branches, a tangled web, shaped...

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 Gather all the flowers let their beauty magnify
 and butterflies will come fluttering from an azure sky

 Gather all the trees that help us...

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What is the noise I hear,  
could it be a loud cheer?  
Oh no my dear,  
we must leave and go the...

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grabs a hat from the hatstand 
fraught, he warps the midday sun
no apricating mellow touch
in haste, too early a venture
while camouflaged conspirators
beckon to no end,...

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 On magical night when moon sings
Monarch butterflies dance
There is golden glow to beautiful wings
Wonderful night of romance.

Bella Luna hangs low in midnight sky
Her song...

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The bright blue sky and white fluffy clouds,
are slipping far away.
The day is coming to a close,
and it is now their bedtime.
Very soon the huge...

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Christmas Tree in the bedroom this year
sugar cookies for my Sweets
supreme delight surprise for my curious taste buds
some old Christmas soul playing from another rare...

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My garden comes alive at night,
many flowers do not bloom by day.
In the middle of the night, 
my garden is in full swing.
The Blue Bells are...

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Komorebi 11-8-23
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Komorebi

Sunlight dashes through boughs adorned
In autumn’s scent of red orange crimson
Tossing diamonds of daybreak from their limbs
Into the borning air of dawn
To litter the...

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The path before me is a silk scarf over rolling hills; it undulates with the earth, leading into the horizon where land meets the sky....

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