Category Archives: Tree’s that I am close to

My Beech tonight

Silhouette trees Tonight, cooler too A dark oatmeal sky My Beech I see through The winds Brought some leaves down Red orange green Beautiful olive Where the sunlight has been Look up through the boughs Leaves are turning and we … Continue reading

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Pesticide

The use of plant milks is everywhere For years and years those more aware Of the dairy horror And baby cows Through health and whole food Increased the powers Of retail and of vegans gradually Who Used such products actually … Continue reading

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Tree (in the morning)

The same tree There it be Waving in the wind It’s key feature Is it’s greenery Dark olive with a light blue sky Gade valley down below Doth sigh A gentle chalk stream Flows along Under the clouds The birds … Continue reading

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We must save our trees

A tragedy of true vile dark proportions For sensitives who value right from wrong It’s blisteringly obvious that certain powers to be Sacrifice our noble trees so strong Councils full of the intractable amounting To ignorance beyond the fifth degree … Continue reading

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The TOR Glastonbury

Truncated truths sensational The TOR in bloom Devotional A picture paints A 1000 dreams Seasonal magic So it seems

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May

A wild and natural guardian we see them everywhere The hedgerows and the lay byes Festooned with cream and ermine share Such fragrance realise The gorgeous scents around The wildest of wild perfumes That anyone has found Woven its Natures … Continue reading

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For the ignorant boy

For the ignorant boy It was easy to kill The creature that sat On the top of the hill There in the grass With his shoe he did smash The creature lay squashed Life, then death in a flash God … Continue reading

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With eyes to see

With eyes to see And a heart to feel And a mind to know That outside it’s real My country states The need to fight To back the rogues And smell the shite I have feelings for This world where … Continue reading

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Trees

Hawthorn Hart Believers Plant trees Whose occult power Realise their healing strength An ethereal bond is how Under a tree A good place to rest one’s head and doze Enlightenment is obvious It’s where the spirits pose Questions heaven and … Continue reading

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Saturday night

We’ve been warned That it’s warmer But likely to be Wetter and windier Floods we might see Tonight as I lie In my bed I can hear The roar of the wind I imagine the fear In the hearts of … Continue reading

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Hawthorns

Seven hundred years Imagine that will you From a seed to the sky Up above A massive life energy Sprung ever upwards A boundary marker A foundation of love An eco system interface Drawing spirited soul Sharp thorns protecting A … Continue reading

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Archie

Archie came from Ireland Several moons ago Point to point And now retired from all of that A glow His age and his experience Being loved and cared for, He Will soon be coming To Hawthorn Hart A place where … Continue reading

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St Peter’s church Yew

This marvellous yew Majestically Stands upon a mound At the junction of Castle street And the High street On a chalky ground It may have been Planted, so I gather Around the death of one John Moore who died in … Continue reading

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The fabled Sycamore

A tree of such finery It’s many years absorbing so many hearts and eyes Locked into the earth fashioned from life itself Someone whose arrogant ignorance Tragically belies All the glory and all the passion Rooted from the skies The … Continue reading

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An old friend died

Death came rather slowly On the crossroads as we see How many hearts have beaten As they passed most certainly This fine Oaks set it’s aura For countless souls to share Unnoticed by the ignorant It’s beauty was so rare … Continue reading

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Tree lined

A tasteful construct That seemingly sucked Graced with the waste On which some food we taste A hollow perhaps At the sight of the sap From the tree’s heart Did lap The cry of the bough With the silence of … Continue reading

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Net zero

The corporations mantra It’s blasted everywhere They have taken out the Amazon Rainforest laid bare Malaysia and Indonesia’s forest Much lost too The great red apes left dangling And stuck in many a zoo Arborials frustrated everywhere we go The … Continue reading

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Snares

England still allows the use Of traps and snares to catch So so many animals and of course wild birds Really I am lost for words These contraptions Archaic and cruel Deception yes and sophistry Such artfulness doth fuel The … Continue reading

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A quarry

The oxygen providers They are now cutting down Our beautiful woods will be bleeding Our homes in blood will drown It’s all down to a quarry That’s the mission here Kill us off drive us away Bring on all the … Continue reading

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The cryptic one

A crystal ball A magic tree It’s twisted stems create a free Running artwork cryptic soulful Flushed in greenery it be Standing proud in nodding fervour Embolden very peacefully.

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A great Oak groweth

From a tiny acorn A century or more years it has seen A great oak rise into the sky All these years it has been Throwing out it’s branches Putting down its leaves It’s roots creating majesty The world around … Continue reading

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Ash trees of the male variety

Male ash trees are susceptible To the ash flower gall mite Who is very very tiny It’s an aggravation to The ash flower Causing abnormal growth Starts off green then brown It’s a responsive gesture From the tree a floral … Continue reading

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5g we need to maintain our forestry areas

A beautiful conical tree of perfection In parklands in our countryside a selection We need more trees more cover and we Would appreciate more of the wild company Too many councils are trashing our forests We need to preserve it’s … Continue reading

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That old chestnut. 1000 years old

Gnarled and philosophic A thinker and a prophet A master mentor learned judge It’s roots dug in they will not budge The mycelium a dogged stance Scholarly much more than chance An intimate aquaintanceship Look at it now as it … Continue reading

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Apple blossom time

Apple blossom time The reason for my rhyme Those delicious apples full of sweet In October will be complete Crisp and rosy juicy too Every morning all the dew And sunshine and the July rain Sees perfection once again.

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Sunny morning

Frail copper beech leaves Clustered hanging on for dear Life A firery copper A smattering of fear I am sure the boughs Exposed still And it’s silvery sun drenched trunk Reaching up into the sky The great tree must have … Continue reading

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Salad leaves

Salad leaves on Beech trees The light has brought them on The first month can be eaten Their Lacey light and worth Reaching for Theo make the salad Tastier you know Plenty of dandelion Sheherds purse And fireweed Some rosemary … Continue reading

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Trees

Trees are and always will be magnificent From sapling to vast majesty Providing oxygen absorbing carbon dioxide We must save the forests collectively

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Stillness

The Beech a bark A skin of old Yet looking smooth As if rolled In a smooth emulsion Revealing much A pigmentation An intense touch Lacey twig like branches Build A source of light An honest yield In stillness it’s … Continue reading

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Crows on my Beech

Three crows on my Beech tree The sunshine on their backs Having wings to reach the heights Such sunlit boughs attracts Vitality and feathered souls Who climb and with fur balls play The squirrels and the long eared Hare below … Continue reading

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