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here are some sites for what kind of tree are you

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Joined: 2/19/2006
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What Tree Are You?
Posted: 12/1/2007 5:14:32 PM
trees are always beautiful

in their swelling bud stage
they speak eloquently
of spring's hope
folded vitality
in trembling limbo
strength under wraps

in summer leaf
they politely offer shade
shelter from the elements
bark homes for insects
highways for squirrels
perches for birds

they turn their leaves
upside down
several hours before a rain
silvery and shivering
graceful veins
lovely in their anticipation

but in autumn
they are most beautiful
blazing like daylight torches
bejeweling the ground
even in death
giving beauty and scent

in winter
the grey and black skeletons
stark against snow
strength and form revealed
mute sentinels
to future springs

LS 10/21/07

also posted in Blitz's, Black Mary's, Erik's
(indiscriminately sharing my favors....the poet ho, so to speak)
 Autumn Fantasy
Joined: 3/15/2009
Msg: 113
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Posted: 7/9/2009 9:34:22 PM
I would like to think she is graceful and vibrant
Her supple branches, puppets in the wind
Dancing radiantly for her creator

It doesn’t matter much
What she wears
For it’s not the colour of the leaves
The hue of her bark
All is beautiful, all divine

From a tiny seed setting out on an adventure
Free from the shadow of its father

A quest begins through fields and flowers
Following lakes and streams
And perfect manicured lawns
In a magazine
A wild English garden
The loneliness of a hilltop or a craig

When her time comes she must fall from the sky
And take a chance on destiny
A weary traveller
Looking for God’s clean earth
To set down roots
And propagate the cycle

We give them names of ash or sycamore
Willow or elm
There are no boundaries
Just sunlit gardens of Eden
Wind kissed moors
Naked woods

The air we breathe
The shade we so long for
The earthy smells
And blossoms
And myriad armies grown
To fight off the walls of colonization

To a child it’s simple
As he reaches up to touch the sky
Pulling fruit and nectar
Flying high with crow’s nest and swing
A tree quickly becomes part of the family
I hope we never have to say goodbye.
Joined: 6/27/2009
Msg: 114
What Tree Are You?
Posted: 7/10/2009 9:16:00 AM

~Family Tree~

Once you opened up your eyes
clouds they whispered
hearts quit lying
A magic filled the air it seemed
My Heart was one
with yours, we dreamed!
We floated endlessly
we danced
as if we'd never have another chance!
The time it flew so quick and fast
Our Tree it grew and it still lasts!
A Newborn babe of love and hope
you helped me climb that broken rope
You showed me what it means to!
My son , My gracious ...Family Tree. :)
 Autumn Fantasy
Joined: 3/15/2009
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Posted: 7/10/2009 9:10:35 PM
Elm Tree (Noble-mindedness ) -- pleasant shape, tasteful clothes, modest demands, tends not to forgive mistakes, cheerful, likes to lead but not to obey, honest and faithful partner, likes making decisions for others, noble-minded, generous, good sense of humor, practical.

Thank you Sarah and thank you for posting your tree and J that was a heartfelt tribute to your son!
Joined: 6/15/2009
Msg: 118
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Posted: 7/11/2009 4:37:50 AM
Rowan with kestrels fly near,
branches spread thin,
And cures in my blood.
Rowan with the sap so dear,
tall and twisted,
And ancient druids all around me.
Rowan with the mystics chanting in a circle of hope,
Hooded in black and white,
And singing out their love for me.
Rowan with the deep brown bark with a swing made of rope,
Leaves falling overhead,
And tombstones all around.
Rowan with a tremble in the wind,
as the darkness sets,
And the druids come again.
Joined: 5/26/2009
Msg: 119
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Posted: 7/11/2009 3:58:09 PM
Coastal Redwood
touch the sky
family ring
deep brown
rich red
dark green
soft earth
by the river
sanctuary grove
resistant to rot
 Autumn Fantasy
Joined: 3/15/2009
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Posted: 7/12/2009 11:26:08 PM
Rose I enjoyed your poem especially the images. Welcome to Hazelrose and pme13 all great writes!
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 121
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Posted: 7/13/2009 4:11:41 AM
what tree am I?
so hard to decide
so many have caught my soul
part of me feeling them with empathy
feeling rain upon their leaves
feeling them bend so gracefully in the wind
feeling squirrels run up their bark so happy...

in the state park the other day
walking with deep gratitude under the majesty
of the white pine, hemlock and spruce canopy
for it's always been the pine forests
from a young age that have just blown me away....

even if driving by
they pull me into their kingdom
so tall they stand to reach the sky
while on the ground is found
a bed of beautiful rich red pine needles
inviting me to walk and smell
the heavenly scent I know so well...

but perhaps my favorite tree
that's been with me deeply
these last nine years
since returning to this country
has been the magical Japanese Maple....

her colours are truly heavenly
with Autumn leaves of scarlet
shielding me so beautifully
helping me find stillness and just be
under her glorious fire canopy.
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 122
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Posted: 7/13/2009 5:30:00 AM
I love this thread......rock and roll

what tree am I
for sure a whizzened oak in infertile soil
showing many scars from previous toil
still strong bows
trying not to sag
while moss grows surreptitiously
my base to lag

but underground my roots have spread
far and wide they do all tread
a solid base on which to sit
able to keep me ever fit

I can withstand the onslaught of hail
the chill of ice as it tries to impale
the burn of sun and the wither of heat
none of these will me unseat

so be as the wind if you would me know
and I will sway as you blow
and we will play this natural dance
ourselves forever to entrance
and then with sun, water, and soil
once again will I spoil
and foliage you will see
evermore sprout from me

for even though the main of me
is hidden deep you not to see
I still look out to the stars
ever on the cusp of mighty Mars
one day perhap we will both see
a wonder meant to ever be
Joined: 6/15/2009
Msg: 123
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Posted: 7/13/2009 11:27:24 AM
Thank you, Autumn.
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 7/13/2009 7:54:02 PM
It's nice to see the inspiration coming out of a tree *grin* We and Druid such lovely images and Hazelrose you have some wonderful poems out on the pond.
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Posted: 7/13/2009 10:46:06 PM
i believe a monterey cypress for me
so twisted and turned,caused by strong winds from the sea
it's this torture causes such beauty to form
like my life has sometimes gone from quite cold to warm
 Autumn Fantasy
Joined: 3/15/2009
Msg: 126
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Posted: 7/14/2009 10:26:59 PM
Thanks Grizz short and sweet and Trulio I fear for our forests. Thank you for your poems.
Joined: 4/13/2007
Msg: 127
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Posted: 7/15/2009 1:55:34 PM

      Evergreen ~

        A glass flowing river tempers disposition looked upon
          Reflects imagination’s skies formed mounts peak a dawn
            Meadows of wild flowers spring within grasses grows optimism
              Depth of this realm grows of a soul’s roots … a “ poet tree “ of self

Joined: 2/19/2006
Msg: 128
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Posted: 7/18/2009 1:15:23 PM

if you were a tree
I would fly
to your shelter
and take my chances
I would nest in
your leaves
and rest
in your branches

you'd be my home
in endless bad weather
a base for flight
when I roam
I'd preen my feathers
before too long
healed enough
to sing my song

LS 07/18/09
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Posted: 7/18/2009 9:47:44 PM
Quiz result - maple tree,
Yeha that is me!
I have a passion for all trees,
Especially when they're rustled by breeze.
Trees give so much good,
Leaves, flowers, bark, wood.
Shade, fruit, berries, home,
Stability-trees never roam.
Trees grow in many places,
Along river banks and cattle races.
Birds sit on branches-sing their song,
Making music all day long.
Trees colour our world year out year in,
Plant a tree-a new friendship begin.

19 July 2009 CRH
 Mo Cushle
Joined: 5/18/2009
Msg: 130
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Posted: 7/18/2009 11:03:07 PM
Druid59...that was one h$ll of a poem...loved it. hit the print button...gotta read it again and maybe once again.
Joined: 4/20/2009
Msg: 131
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Posted: 7/22/2009 4:41:34 AM
I come from the” Island of Bliss”
Perched on the “Mountains of madness”
I am the Dragons blood tree
For I weep the sap of medieval Magic and Alchemy

My branches reach out to the gods, hovering in the sky
Resembling strange ocean coral.
Struggling to survive in a rocky and hostile climate
And yet I survive
Flanked by Indian sea
I am the Dragons Blood tree.
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 10/29/2009 8:43:40 PM
By an Autumn Fire

Now at our casement the wind is shrilling,
Poignant and keen
And all the great boughs of the pines between
It is harping a lone and hungering strain
To the eldritch weeping of the rain;
And then to the wild, wet valley flying
It is seeking, sighing,
Something lost in the summer olden.
When night was silver and day was golden;
But out on the shore the waves are moaning
With ancient and never fulfilled desire,
And the spirits of all the empty spaces,
Of all the dark and haunted places,
With the rain and the wind on their death-white faces,
Come to the lure of our leaping fire.

But we bar them out with this rose-red splendor
From our blithe domain,
And drown the whimper of wind and rain
With undaunted laughter, echoing long,
Cheery old tale and gay old song;
Ours is the joyance of ripe fruition,
Attained ambition.
Ours is the treasure of tested loving,
Friendship that needs no further proving;

No more of springtime hopes, sweet and uncertain,
Here we have largess of summer in fee­
Pile high the logs till the flame be leaping,
At bay the chill of the autumn keeping,
While pilgrim-wise, we may go a-reaping
In the fairest meadow of memory!

Lucy Maud Montgomery
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