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Tree Line

Look up at the sky,
The trees are ever reaching
Toward cloudy sky.

Categories: tree line, imagery, nature, sky, tree,
Form: Haiku

Spring Beyond the Tree Line

I'm going back to April,
going to watch Spring chew through winter,
watch the sun,
rake over the dead heaps of the thawing.

I may have to take a night train to get there.
April is way back behind the frozen tree line,
Sometimes I think I can hear it
digging through the darkness.

For a while
I'll watch the bouncing bleating lambs,
say goodbye

Categories: tree line, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Above the Tree Line

Somewhere West of where he was,
and East of where he’d been
The mountains called their distant cry,
a pleading heard within
The alpine air, the red-tailed hawk, 
their spirits hail his name
To thence return, the past on fire
—his freedom to reclaim

(Chief Joseph Highway: September, 2021)

Categories: tree line, mountains,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Fires Along the Tree Line

American citizens in “bread-lines” to get little boxes of food. How desperate do you have to be to join that line? The sad, generous, little boxes of nutrition. We are all human, we all need our next breath and our children’s next meal. We all need shelter.

It’s a carnival of pleasure to mock human need.

Categories: tree line, how i feel, integrity,
Form: Free verse

Above the Tree Line

Mountains make poor receptacles
for dreams

Oceans are better at that

The elevation reminding of all 
that’s forbidden

Primordial—the higher you climb


(Dreamsleep: December, 2019)

Categories: tree line, mountains,
Form: Free verse

Hell Above the Tree Line

!
                                 hell

Categories: tree line, men, motivation, mountains,
Form: Rhyme

Towards the Tree Line

Towards the tree line

I stare towards the tree line,
misshapen and abstract on my eyes
Fading in winter’s chill and leafless
emptiness that I feel, but can not see

Oh it is there, screaming at me,
waving in the wind, calling in birdsong
But my eyes travel more…
a distance well beyond any footpath I’ve taken

Shelved on highway vistas
 now filled with

Categories: tree line, heartbroken,
Form: Free verse