And from the aspen,
Nic Evennett

Be the dawn,
The eyes of the birds,
Be their morning hymns.
And from the aspen,
Purest gold,
Give the breeze your wings.

https://soundcloud.com/wingless-night/from-the-aspen
taste aspen leaves get at the end of spring
Alana S
Alana S
Oct 11, 2015

but I’m playing my favorite song for you I know
you can’t hear it cuz you’re
too far away I sink into
the beats and my arms are
solid blocks Moving hurts from
missing
you
it’s my turn to stay now, and gently flip
my heart over, a warm toasted
color like the burnt amber
taste aspen leaves get at the end of spring
missing you is the white hot color
of fire yet the bubbles
of yesterday pop
their ice on my eyes You’re chuckling softly
I’m the words and melodies of our simple
bytimes, when you were here, once
singing and burning and becoming

#fall   #autumn   #aspen  
But above the Aspen stands tall
Joe Cole

The turgid brown dirty rolling river
But above the Aspen stands tall
Leaves quivering, shaking, falling
But Aspen roots go deep
Aspens do not fall
Each leaf that in the water drifts
Another life does fade
Each leaf that on the soil lands
Another life regained

aspen leaves

light
shed her soul
through
aspen leaves
that
chime
through
aspen forests

Aspen trees in Spring's strong winds,
Bethany Lorekeeper Davis

Calm moving sounds of rustling leaves,
Aspen trees in Spring's strong winds,
They calm be, call me, bring me peace,
They only ask for me to sit for a bit,
Closed eyes and warn sun's kiss,
Sitting quietly lost in thought,
The Aspen's song the only sound,
A smile it plays across my lips,
My soul at rest, my soul at peace,
A sanctuary older than any church,
A grove of power, a grove of love,
Apart from all I sit so still,
But one with every leaf and twig,
Forever lost, forever found,
The Aspen's call, the Aspen's Song.

die like an aspen in the fall,
Elioinai
Elioinai
Oct 28, 2014

Today I observed the flaming trees,
The flakes of gold drifting in the wind,
Like sleepy fairies,
And I thought,
I want to die like a maple,
die like an aspen in the fall,

as my strength is stripped away,
the underlying poetry of my veins is exposed,
and the tough skin peels back,
to show my unsung melodies,
Every note!

and it is a song,
blending beautifully with the cosmos,
Oh, that I would die like a tree,
when you see my barren body,
remember my last red moment,
full of auroreatic brilliance,

#gold   #fairy   #red   #melody   #song   #autumn   #brown   #orange   #maple   #aspen  
Aspen, stands by river,
Ormond
Ormond
May 31, 2012

Aspen, stands by river,
Shouting out the noonday sun,
Dwarfed by foothill mountains.

Aspen, stands by river,
Ormond
Ormond
Sep 24, 2012

Aspen, stands by river,
Shouting out the noonday sun,
Dwarfed by foothill mountains.

Aspen, stands by river,
Ormond
Ormond
Jan 14, 2013

Aspen, stands by river,
Shouting out the noonday sun,
Dwarfed by foothill mountains.

 
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