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Aesculus Hippocastanum and the Barn owl

The flower symbol of Kiev The capital of Ukraine KIER A developer With quite a lot to gain Four beautiful flowering Conker trees Offering bounteous shade Growing in a rich green veld Where wildness had been laid A thing of … Continue reading

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Helena’s Oak

Into the underworld with me A tree of life so avidly Breathing light And rooted stock Into this meadow good and green Not only Helena has seen Such resplendence And adorning power And a leap of faith Born of the … Continue reading

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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

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Muritz through the seasons

The embodiment of all you ever saw Or wish to see The backbone and the marrow and the core Is adequately Provided by our mother the creator Essentially Great forests lakes and rivers And wild life good and free Muritz … Continue reading

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Beith / Birch

Silvery pearly frosted skin parchment like A world within Perhaps the carolings of birds written in so many words Within the groves of monochrome The dappled leaves of every tone Of gold and silver drenched in light Make for a … Continue reading

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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

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Bristle comb pine

As old as the hills Does that give you the chills For 5000 years I have stood On these mountains a looking Down on your humanity Which truthfully wasn’t good Below me the desert snd now streets of neon Crime … Continue reading

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a glimpse of the mangroves

Imagine awhile The great mass of rivers All carrying vast waste Down into the sea Passing the mangroves And leaving debris As Terribly smelly As it could ever be All this stagnation The stench is colossal Aerial rootlets mud driven … Continue reading

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Amazonia

Slate grey silhouettes From the forest on high In the clouds where the mists Hang and we must ask why Liana’s,epiphytes draw from the air And the raindrops that fall for all now to share The forest floor with The … Continue reading

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Cloud Forests

In the Andean cloud forests A warm hanging shroud Drifts from the clouds And feels kind of proud Sitting quietly on gnarled boughs And gleaming leaves That spreads at light level And quietly achieves All kinds of parrots Sing cluck … Continue reading

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Baobab

They climb into the sky Inside out upside down With its roots on its head As some sort of a crown Imagine an African child who perceives What a tree looks like And firmly believes The tan and the shine … Continue reading

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Rainforest Canada

Canada’s Bears and the rainforests stark Straight as a die Such a glistening bark Ask yourself A bear pretty close to the ground Looks up at the sky Shows us what he’s found How such great poles climb into the … Continue reading

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Fear of the forest

Fear man fear Of the forest woodland It moves it clambers Its everywhere Ancient wildness Can you feel it The energy It wants to share Dangling strangling tangling Branches softwoods hardwoods Made aware Renewal its really now the lifes blood … Continue reading

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WIllow wonderment

From a twig a simple twig I fell to earth And I could feel The life force It excited me That I could be A Willow Tree In essence absolutely Tangible was I The sap drawn from the River’s edge … Continue reading

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Will in the face of many obstacles

A singular mind Ungrudgingly so Who on his own initiative Thought he could grow A forest Where there was no forest For he Knew the power and the need Of the growing tree Majuli the biggest river island The world … Continue reading

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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

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Forestier

The church is my forest The forest my church Lay under a spell And there she will perch sanctioned to surrender A potion of dew A notion of sap as we wrap On into She is Never excessive Expressively so … Continue reading

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The significance of intricacy

Ribs like spiders legs abound Feathered fan like forms astound Each limb seen from off the ground Such intricacy that I have found A symmetry of solace sends To the tips and to the ends Gossamer wings now sailing free … Continue reading

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RIver Bend San Francisco

The nobility of the wild and free With a pedigree and an ancestry In a rustic space where every face Has humility its just wants to be Part of the whole conceived of soul Unpretentiously its role Inoffensive unassuming Unseen … Continue reading

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Our ever silent friends

Bird song draws a rhapsody A silence As we lie Sentinels remitting Oxygen from high You really are our fabric The countenance the air You accompany every season Dear friends you are always There Providing us with cover Providing us … Continue reading

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