Category Archives: Tree’s that I am close to

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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Pines

Sheer pines Pure symmetry Oxygenators clarity A peaceful montage A wood of souls We breathed their scent And enjoyed our strolls

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Plymouth 3

Plymouth and Nelson History was made Today in 2023 The council made their raid On trees, on green wild oxygenators Thrust their almighty axe Tore the life out of us all So they are the facts Plymouth sawed down 100 … Continue reading

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Plymouth 2

Reached a silent sanctuary 100 trees supposed 2b Enlivened by the sordid air But the council they were there Vicious violent vehemence Actually it mean’t no sense Sordid sanctimonious silence Their despair divided we Death the darkest ever damning Plymouth … Continue reading

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Crab apples let’s plant some

Pollinating partners for a the good old apple trees loved by birds and nature An old countryman agrees Selfless thoughtful mindfulness Caring for futures you Understand the wild souls love and logic And I do Have such respect for carers … Continue reading

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Snow white out of sight light

Physical energy zestfulness We feel the exitementment white out there be an intensification a mettlesome light trenchant and forceful and incredibly bright    

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December and the Copper Beech

The structure stands demanding Of the air Bourne the great Tree A mass of Lacey twiglets Now it’s leaves are free Matted neath it’s branches In the neighbours drives That smooth trunk holds such majesty It’s how it all survives

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Crow boys

We are in December The Beech just feels bare The crows are significant now sitting there I feed them often Most seemingly say they shit on their cars I ‘m a pain but they are free To shit where they … Continue reading

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An average tree’s lamentation

How did that trunk feel sliding Into your back passage You totally arrogant bunch of hell raisers The glee on your faces until that point When the great tree tipped forward And the undergrowth became Their reality That instant agony … Continue reading

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Loggers detestation

Helping a wonderful tree That has grown over the years Fought the wind and the rain Watch the human fraternity The truly insane Those lacking wonder Stony indifference Irreverent shits Inadequate arses Should be torn to bits By the weight … Continue reading

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November’s fae time

The glistening of sunlight on leaves All a spiral The November shuddering tugging away At the last semblance that lacy adorning Brimstone and sulphur on this blue sky day Slated grey boughs search upwards on tip toe As a lowly … Continue reading

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A pea soupy sky

Bucketing down from a pea soupy sky Bashing the window glass I’m in the dry But it’s cold, energy off A chill really deep down A fluttering silhouette A copper Beech crown A vicious vile wind In Berkhamsted town

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Joyful refrains

I am a Copper Beech In a poets garden I look in his study No plea or pardon It’s late November A bright crisp blue Sky above me good and true Spangled golden leaves hang fast Whispering melodies of the … Continue reading

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21st a November a Monday

Belligerently some of the leaves Are hanging on really and A vicious wind heaving gusts It’s hard to understand How leaves grab hold the branches not wanting to fly Getting a real buffeting By a grey and angry sky

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Beech tree splendour in mid November

I have a Beech before me It’s copper leaves on fire The sunlight depicting wondrously q Of its varied hues I cannot tire The wind has stolen some of them But those still hanging fast Are beautiful and golden As … Continue reading

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Trees

An ancient yew An age old oak Have seen it all Have heard every joke Expletives too And history Lived the seasons Yes all through Philosophers you bet they be Out in the wilds For ever free At their feet … Continue reading

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Twilight forestry

Silhouettes apparent A masquerade perhaps Unrecognisable figures Ensconced in twilights wraps Daylight disappearing Into recesses of our mind All the secrets coming out At cross purposes I find

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Leave the oaks alone

We can sit up in the wondrous boughs And feel the agony Century old figurative trees are lost and we can see A violence carried out by the State the planners and those who Signed up to the destruction That’s … Continue reading

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The insanity of NSW and all for woodchip

Ashamed they are Advising don’t spread the message far What they do in NSW the forest yes they scar Rip out oxygenating trees for wood chip Councils there are clearly in denial Just how insane they are

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Logging beautiful forests the mayhem of monsters

The lack of wonder Resident in the government Of NSW Over its needs to clear forests Of wonderment Of awe inspiring beauty Such irreverence Such stony indifference

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Hot sun and its stress on front garden trees facing south

Cherry tree leaves forlornly Hang downwards clustered they Rock out in the blazing sun On this Summers day Sun kissed burnished branches In the shadow of the Beech Resplendent in its coppery gown Where both roots do reach Comforting each … Continue reading

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Poor old tree

the trunk was hacked off by the crazy builders and i asked for it i just lthought That I would stand it in the sunshine in my garden to watch and to see the life force which is why   … Continue reading

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