Rhyme Tree Poems

It stood like a sentinel
at the world’s bleak last shore,
its gnarled branches clawing at
a churning grey November sky,
above a thin and narrowing
yellow band of waning...

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There will never be
A story told
That does not measure
Hope so old
As in this tree
With shading bow
As here I sit
In writing now

For in this ancient 
Solid...

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Early in a damp woodsman's camp
seeing sawyers from a logging town
to stop the conversation bogging down
as asked my age among other things
I replied, 'Cut off...

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You may not believe me
But I know it so well
Every lilac tree
Has its own special smell
This I fail to describe
Its expressless to me
Each tree has...

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If only you could see
the forest for the trees
it would feel so good
for then as an evergreen
you'd be out of the woods
and if you cared...

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We forget we are like trees, our roots run deep, and far they reach 
Unseen they mostly are, hidden out of side, so deep 
Some...

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I’m sorry but I must admit
That I have read this book
There’s no point of rereading it
As if I overlooked
Unobvious important signs 
That I did much...

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Honeysuckle trees have grown all over my yard
What can I do with this? Being a bard….
I counted the ones that are the easiest to see
They...

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Shadows of the Valley
creatures of the dark pitted dome
scantily clad dryads' hissing drones they rally
without souls—pod like, they roam
throughout forests assiduously marled
awoken from the darkest...

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She is as majestic as the coolness of nature
Beneath which I rest on an oak tree
In a forest surrounded by various types of mushrooms
Above it...

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I talk to the trees
and they listen to me
I whisper sweet nothings
they renew the air I breathe

I talk to the trees
tho' they don't respond
beats speaking...

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Under the tree where the bodies hang
swaying, dancing in the gelid breeze
neath their rotting toes, the children sang;
slow circling a boy; they taunt and tease.

"It's...

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  	       Gliding into the forest of her mind
         ...

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Do you remember it …
That one late spring day,
Solemn, where two could sit
A place nearby, but far away

It must be there still …
All around was...

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My neighborhood boasts trees so grand,
Their emerald smiles stretch through the land.

The Redwoods rise, so proud, so high,
The palms reach wide beneath the sky.

The oaks...

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