#tree poems on Hello Poetry

Jillian Jones Sep 2019

Just because you do not find the beauty
in words and poems,
in drawings and paintings,
in colors,
in the waves of the grass
or the bark of a tree,
does not mean
that I should not too.

I should not be out-casted
for finding beauty in things that
you do not.
My opinions do not change your view,
Why should yours change mine?

maybe, for once,
take the leap, take the chance
in finding beauty in something other than
what you think is normal.
Not until you take that chance
can you tell me that my views are wrong.

-the ballet of a dreamer j.j

#art #words #poems #drawings #paintings #colors #grass #tree #outcasted #beauty

Sabrina DeBree Sep 2019

the nature of Happiness

I am a feather adrift on a breeze.
Awash in golden rays of sun,
Floating on the softest of summer winds,
Free to travel but happy to simply follow the gentle push and pull of the current.
I am happy.

I am a rock jammed into a mountainside.
Visible only to those who look closely,
Hidden by dust and dirt and age,
Strong and permanent and there.
I am happy.

I am a tree planted deeply into rich soil.
Illuminated by the sun above,
Nurtured by everything and resistant to toxicity,
Bright and happy and free to grow stronger and taller and wider.
I am happy.

I am the feather, but I am also the rock.
I am the rock, but I am also the tree.
I float and I sink and I grow, but above all else,
I stay happy.

#happiness #nature #self #truth #feather #rock #tree

Pyrrha Aug 2019

Entrapment

I keep trying to refuse these feelings
But everytime I beg them to go away
They find new places to invade
The more I turn from them
The more they grow
The more I pull at them
The deeper they go
Like the roots of an ancient tree
They tangle deep inside my heart
So deep that I can't pull them out

#roots #tree #feelings #heart

Starry Aug 2019

Brain tree

A disembodied brain
Full of squirrls
My brain
As i look
At this tree
For it amuses me
Not all trees do.

#art #anatomy #nature #tree #trees #strange #creative #writing #poetry #poems

Steve Page Aug 2019

(Scarred tree)

My familiar haematoma
was happy dying,
thinking itself resilient
and settled into the can't
of lasting scaring.

And then the green came
and grew through the wounding,
imprinting its healing,
its green growing with hope
of growth, causing my pulsing
to phase into trusting
for perhaps
a whole new colourful beginning.

From a writing exercise in Stratford Park.

#tree #scar #healing

Peasant The Poet Aug 2019

Weeping Willow

Willow tree woeful tree,
leafy lament
sweetly sways
billowing and bent.
Tearful tresses
a crowning tent
weepy whispers
windy wishes sent.

#tree #sad

Colm Aug 2019

A Heart Tree Haiku

Inside every tree
Once grown, is a seed of life
And death yet to be

Tuesday 12 - How we all have the potential to live and die ... YUP.