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Isabella Mar 18
In your eyes I see the evergreens,
Growing tall with pride.
Casting shadows on the forest bed,
Letting timid creatures hide.

In your eyes I see the evergreens,
Growing strong and wide.
Reaching for the sun,
But only touching the sky.

In your eyes I see the evergreens,
Brave and tough and pure.
You'll grow as high as evergreens,
That, my dear, I'm sure.
Keiya Tasire Dec 2018
Evergreen trees & cranberries
Pine cones soaked in cinnamon oil
Candle holders for the beautiful Christmas candles.
Time to decorate with all the fresh trimmings.
Now where are the push pins and tacks?

They say there are only two reasons to forget:
1) I am in love, or it is 2) Senility.
I pray it is Love!
Laurel Leaves Nov 2017
Trail  
eyes blending the murky colors
as they slowly lick the landscape
tickling with the edge of tongues
warm pastels
as if
creamsicle dripping
the edges of fingers
somehow now
lining evergreens
rushing turquoise blending with navy
denim white caps
as fresh water churns alongside
smoothing edges of rocks
I dip my spine
the hemispheric shape of my back
as it extends over the damp
dripping moss
you cradle my body
the warmth moves between
the sensations
of shudders
as we cling alongside
one another
your lips part
as the foreign color
of red
stands out to the cold,
dimly lit nature
I bite deep
gasp,
scream
weep.
******* in the woods.
Sally A Bayan Dec 2016
Human beings are like trees,
given a time to exist, and a time to cease...
some easily give in to gusty winds
others are strong and determined...
some people are like the evergreens,
dancing with the music of every season,
enduring the penetrating cold,
standing tall in front...behind,
and amongst naked trees...
***** or leaning, their strength seems unwaning, endless,
unless downed for selfish, heartless purposes...
they breathe life proudly,
they exude energy
amidst dormancy...

We...are like the trees in a vast green woods
there're  skeleton trees that have surrendered,
and have leaned lower, further down;
people, like the evergreens,
bravely sway with the freezing wind,
while holding on to the ground...
but...everyone, everything has a time to give in...
the beautiful clashing of earthy brown and verdant green
gives notice to an imminent decadence,
the contrasting colors further enhance
the solemn shades of life's autumn.....then,
comes, white, gray and  silver hints of our winter...
when it's time, it can't be hidden, or deferred any longer...



Sally


Copyright December 18, 2016
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
...driving along rows of greens and browns
...breathing in the colors of nature...
Cat Fiske Apr 2016
The evergreens twist and fade away,
This only brings forth the light of day,

and in the cold night,
we will meet underneath the moon,

underneath the storms of the land,
full of evergreens gloom,

and when we meet again,
underneath the moon,

The stars will fade,
to a blackened blue,

and the moon will shine,
until the day is due,

the moon will shine,
until it's time is through,

and we see the moon,
disappear today,

like our evergreens,
who twisted and faded away,

we learn in the light of the sun,
the evergreens have left with no return,

when we cry a tear,
the sun will make them fade,

we twist as we hold each other close,
as we wish to fade away,

And the moon appears,
next to the sun,

and the evergreens come back,
to surround us and make us one,

and the stars come out,
and dust off the blackened dirt,

and we all sit inside,
of the earth,
A song I made on my uke,
3purplepebbles Feb 2016
Lovely leaves, lovely leaves
On the branches of the trees

But every year these leaves will leave
Leaving a bare and grieving tree

Forever the trees will envy the evergreens
Never bare and forever green

But tree does not know they envy him as well
They've not forgotten how tree was before his leaves fell

Leaves yellow, red and orange
Ever green is ever boring

Tree does not know that before his leaves left
They left behind a priceless gift

A moment of beauty
Admired by many
Katie Elzinga Nov 2014
You closed the door,
But I was standing on the other side.
With shivering lips and numb fingertips,
You made me hide.
Peeking behind trees,
Crouching to where I cannot be seen,
A ghost with a pale face,
Living among the evergreens.

Hiding so you won’t see me,
Shaking with fear.
The pelting rain,
Blending with my tears.
I see your shadow,
But fog covers the glass.
You were my first,
And now my last.

You are no longer my sun,
And rainy days have surely come.
Stumbling in 5 inches of deep regret,
but I have not fallen yet.
I miss your sunshine,
I was always the clouds.
Keeping your rays for myself,
But sometimes two is a crowd.

My lips still ache,
To one day whisper your name.
Until then my heart will break,
The world ends in flames.
This is a group poem me and a few others made in class, but I tweaked it a bit.

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