Category Archives: Tree’s that I am close to

Cherry (immortality and Divination)

Marescence is a peculiar trait For the cherry Its holds its leaves It will not let them go Not until the new flush Of the next Spring comes to bear Purposeful and affirming It does share Its burnished pewter bark … Continue reading

Outlook

A mesh of branch and twiglets Old leaves still clinging fast A silhoutte of darkness Winter stands aghast With frost in early morning And A glaring light filled sky Skelethal mannerisms Which no one dare deny The Cherry looking wretched … Continue reading

Copper Beech in the autumn sunshine

Existing and enduring Essentially it be Tangible and visible Just how a tree should be A symbol of great beauty Where imagination bloom Deep down ingrained with spirit Where its right to assume Live creatures big and small And insects … Continue reading

Leaves (A study)

MAy’s leaves they dance and flurry Seemingly in a hurry To get to grips with buds and fruits and sunshine All the way The piercing greens and firery reds Great clumps of pea green attitude Driven in a soul backed … Continue reading

19/4-21/4 Copper Beech in the celtic month of WILLOW

Thursday your buds were beautiful Friday your leaves on fire SAturday resplendent your flames were licking higher Copper stopper popper And bronze of dancing light A lustre Of profusion A beam a stream the sight Of recent winter storm clouds … Continue reading

Cheerfulness

My Beech is full of song birds On this dull and dingy morning All singing their hearts out Their carolings alive Such exultation of this Winters dankness Revelling perhaps just to survive The night their roost Wherever that was clearly … Continue reading

The Cherry Tree a little story worth a read

Cherry how bedgraggled Leaves all crisp and dry Green and yellow That so called prune That kind of made you cry I told him to be gentle But butchers like him they Dont have many feelings Thats why you had … Continue reading

The copper beech

There you are I have missed YOU I have Been away a while You seem so liberated Unshackled with great style Olive yet with with coppery tints bonds bursting and true There’s a pattern to your growing And its positive … Continue reading

The glistening

Where boney bodies lost to time Reached down into the sod to lime A keen attraction to the cream Sylvatics or fagus dream Carolled by nightingales is she Wood pigeons too will sit on thee Can it be the great … Continue reading

Phagos

A graceful BEECH In silence stands Frost decked branches No demands From wind today It all is still Its majesty is Now to thrill Stalwart in a ripe repose Taken for granted Though it chose To offer oxygen Everyday And … Continue reading