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spring wakens my tree -
a bejeweled perfumed bride. . . .
love birds make their nest

summer’s yellowed lawn
beneath my tree’s sombrero. . . . 
grass breathes sweet relief

fall’s quick change artist -
from green to gold to crimson. . . . 
disrobed, my tree naps

a child plays alone

watching from behind a tree

the predator smiles

sipping saki

under the sakura tree. . . 

a haiku blossoms

For the 'Bite Size poem no.36' Poetry Contest

weeping willow trees
unbreakable in grace bend
survival and hope!

June 11th,  2018

Inspired by Victor Buhagiar "Barren Branches Of a Willow Tree Die"

--Tree Silhouette-- 

shimmering tree
they're no footsteps around       
but fallen leaves 

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afternoon twilight
heaven is listening
peaceful lonesomeness
  
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Autumn waits 
The wind blows the mind   
leaves falling softly

By:PD

Probabilities

fallen fruit exists
earthen harvest and ground meet
jars in the pantry

Robert J. Lindley ,07-24-2014

plucked from frozen hills

evergreen scents fill our homes...

     lights flicker with joy




*Entry for Andrea's "Haiku Me a Christmas Tree" contest

one wizened brown leaf
desperately clings to branch
geese are flying south

06-06-17

An idea, a spark

The apple falls from the tree

He works his theory


5~July~2017

red-breasted cherubs
	nestled within mistletoe ~
		holiday feasting

forest storm winds warn
in loud bellows and whispers ~
trees vertical plight

an old apple tree
where a house stands abandoned . . .
limbs with empty nests

hanging from the tree -
a child’s swing from long ago 
swaying in fall’s breeze

scattered on the ground
round the trunk of the old tree . . .
red, ripened apples

vivid green cedar
against winter's bare oak tree
red bird sits alone

©Donna Jones

Bonsai, tree-flower
Make me small enough
To sleep in your shadow

Broken Branch
         by Amy Swanson, 2008



Winter-gray tree branch
       Hangs low, stricken by the storm
               Broken... but alive.

Curved coconut tree
holds a ballerina pose
worthy of applause

A tall branchless trunk,
With lush, palmate sun-kissed leaves:
Tropical beauty.

Down the avenue
Under arches of blossoms
Hand in hand with you

orange on a tree
sweetly tempts a honey bee. . . .
he leaves her hanging

twisted shadows creep
into yards and fertile minds…
   autumn moon on trees

      ~~20 Oct 2014~~

lodgepoles pines fall 
dead, beetle attack, new life
emerges -- aspens

palm tree gently sways
dancing the hula hula
in Hawaiian skirt

12th March 2015

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albino ~VIEW~
Persian tailed jackrabbit
ebony awaits 

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January breeze
snowbird, whistles on tree top
where did x-mass go?

by;p.d.

Weeping willow tree

comfort limbs wrapped around me

wiping tears away

brilliant sunshine smell of cinnamon laughter... white stones and tree trunks
*Christmas Jamacia

Branches spread Thy word,
Prophesying over stones:
Prophets of the wood.

Cracking lifeless limbs.
Casting creepy dark shadows.
Illumined by moon

Solitary tree
Silhouetted by the moon
Nature at her best



http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-5.php

SPREAD LOVE (three haiku)

spread love    come on!    try!
be you like some growing tree
branching to the sky


no expectation
no!    love is a child of mind
no condemnation


love    not just giving
oh no!    to receive as well
you must be willing

A tree leaning left
God's perfect imperfection
In the misty dew

I see a cherry tree in full blossom
My heart soars to the heavens
Gravity ensures my body doesn't follow.

25/5/14

you dried all my tears
i stand proud now like the oak---
no weeping willow

your splendid branches
wrap me into your shadow---
shelter from the storm

wind blows me down
your light lifts me up---
might i dwell in your arms?




written January 28th,2013
for pd's Valentine contest

humble bumble bee
brings pollen from apple tree
to make his honey

he feeds his loved queen
to protect her he gets mean
his stings aren’t funny

a hive is his home
he fills it with honeycomb
for love not money



For Carol Brown's "What's the Buzz" contest

Carol gave me a no. 1

trees become siwa
with their receding hairlines
lol bald trees

in cursive shadows
a sun mused elm composes
    on pristine parchment

      ~~11 Dec 2016~~
         Troika Contest