Woodlands Poems - Poems about Woodlands

helicopter seeds spiralling natural toys maple tree playground ...

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Constance seizes the forest blissfully Optimistically merging with skies Such a spirited sprite spins gleefully Tenaciously trying to mesmerize Astute sages within the high green trees; thus, Nymphs seek to sustain a bejeweled prize Zestful branches dance with the maiden of Ardent constancy, delightfully wise. Lest she be a bird that soars eternally Escaping the hiding place amongst butterflies Embraced by...

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Bright White Moon practically Glowing Radiating Rays Stretching Snowing over log home barnyard-red with yellow-orange sunshine windows Perfect Pines barely green morphed by the Magnificence of Winter Woodlands ...

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Nature's verdigris face beams at waterfalls touch evergreens drink a hearty fill moss is abundant upon the limestone; I sit dangling my feet in the cool aqua-watching swans glide lazily along. a taste of springtime peace invades my spirit with its' lure in this place every year; mother earth is a sweet nurturer, soft of caress to the soul who needs an escape from the grind; tranquility wondrous! ...

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Nestled woodland, leaves on line, thick, straight, and curving. Mounded upland, forms eternal, Rounded, angled, and yielding. Circled valley, meadows, fields, shapes, and pathways winding. Seasons quartered, warm and cool, rust and mustards flying. Upward outward, textured daybreak, quiet breezes low: Close encounter, canvas earth, to view, to...

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Our beautiful green trees Covered huge swathes of land Ancient mighty oaks were felled Oblivious to the future We broke the woodland's heart. The greenwoods are compromised Tree's realise their in trouble Dangerous time's looming Our forest friends are weary Sap runs cold and leaves tremble. Our hearts are also broken Now we reap cost of indifference Hundreds of years wiped out Sawmill's disdain for the ongoing Appalling devastation. Wisdom...

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piper’s heart is full of joy he scampers the water with joy the brook gurgles a woodland greeting balmy light wind twinkles leaves they frolic in a lively happy way the day is light, the minnows are dashing piper scoops up some cool water and takes a drink his hands are cold now, but worth it there is a cough. He knows what...

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Deep in the wood of Anilal lived a young Elf named Calanal; such a wee being was she and she could talk to all the trees of magic and elfin delights and even stones, amethyst and pyrites they sang to her of their own lives; upon their stories she did thrive. She’d whisper to them for hours on end their languages she could comprehend. A...

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A transcendental splendor in sepia hues, spreads it’s woody arms across a nomadic river; leaves of cinnamon and amber dog the landscape, as long spectral limbs stretch to golden beams. Here lay serenity, a breath of neutrality; tranquility in verdigris-amber glow. A spark of Gaia’s soul in copper caress reflects upon the significance of its’ existence. The river’s constitutional seems unending; it bends and...

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Such colours of natural beauty your eyes feast upon all this one considers this so fully what a picture! don't want to miss The sun shines through the trees bringing the colours by real power dazzled one's eyes so very bright makes you think of a pretty flower Along its pathway on either side lovely little flowers beside the grass so very green fully attractive blinds...

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Cracked and gnarled I carry the history of Earth in my body. Like others, each crevice contains a secret, each curve and whorl, contains a novel; my burl is the soul bearing the weight of this burden. As I gather my stories, growing, learning, I store them for sharing. Look at me and read with your spirit. 3-29-2021 ALL YOURS (Mar 31) Poetry Contest Brian Strand...

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tree leaves rustle in breeze- cardinal wings fluttering above- cottony clouds owl landing in an oak- mouse scurries leaves floating on the wind- deer running water trickles in the distance- salmon leaps ...

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"I saw some road kill on my way over," she said. She had a horse laugh. "Just a dumb raccoon," she added. I leapt over the sink and slapped her, hard. Leaving my entire hand print on her cheek in pink. Her prissy stuck-up lady face looked stunned. She stood up, and ran off without any more incessant yapping. My...

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hunters savagely ravage forest floor diligent thorough searching Morel hides behind moss Written 3-22-2019 Contest: Kimo Sponsor: Dear Heart...

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The greens of the forest open my mind tantalizing me with their well-kept secrets wowing me with their varieties and textures refreshing me with a shiny coolness not found in concrete landscapes or graffiti-decorated boxcar yards. Bringing with her loveliness side dishes of baby blue soft sky and dainty pure scented violets that arouse my dendrites and entice...

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