Through the narrow space between the leaves, / A tiny yellow butterfly can be seen / Dancing, flowing here and there casually / In the fores…
this was something i wrote in a park, a couple of months ago.
‘I knew it, I just fricken’ knew it,’ Ron muttered, and flicked on an additional bank of lights. The scene revealed itself, and his mouth…
The title ‘The Functional Forest’ is a play on the term ‘functional foods’, foods that have been modified to contain something additional and beneficial, like more vitamins. A science fiction story exploring the modification of plants for human purposes, inspired by the idea of plant intelligence (a real concept in biology at the moment).
When a tree falls out of anyone’s earshot…
my little stories / tell their secrets….
Forever grounded with roots that search and delve / Penetrating deeply into the origins of this lived in place / Wondering and listening to…
I was working in Italy, Milan for some time and rented a cheap apartment in an old Milan styyle apartment block with a huge noble tree filling the central courtyard with its higher boughs reaching the rooftop level of my place. I would open the shutters at night to cool the place down and leaves would blow in which I collected and brought home with me to the UK. 5 years on one leaf is still with me. I hope the tree is still OK
THIS PIECE IS FOR THE TREE NAMERS!
THE TREE SPEAKS TO ALL OF YOU! / THIS IS TO THANK YOU FOR NAMING THE TREE! /
Too many days in the wilderness that is called / My heart. / Bleeding the blood of forgiveness,
/ FOR YOU DEAR ARIJI.. LOVE FROM KAUAI
Nature was alive; bright, glorious and exultant.
Sleepless under a foreign sky, Not knowing, or really caring why - I wandered in the morning light, While the day was slowly wak…
This was done as a collaboration with skilled photographer Artmonger – Administrator of Sarcastic Witticisms whom I would like to thank for his beautiful inspiring photograph. Letting Go
Sometimes, before the sultry night air / caresses the sycamore trees to their / slumber, I can hear them whispering / in the muted emerald …
When I forget about myself, my troubles, my needs, and really listen to the world around me…
You would listen to my secrets and dreams / Feel my tears upon your leaves / And the warmth of my skinny arms / Lovingly embracing you…..
This is a true story and tribute to a wonderful childhood friend. The Weeping Willow tree referred to in the poem was found and planted by me when I was about 4 years old (with help from my dad) in front of the house where I grew up and lived up to the age of 12. It was cut down when I was about 10 years old. For some reason it came up today in conversation with my mum, and she reminded me of how hard I took it (I cried for days) when that beautiful tree was taken away. It brought back lots of memories and from my heart I felt I had to write this…..
It is a little known fact, in the human world, that flowers are actually capable of intelligence…
Branches of lies are heavy with truths fruits / for how can there be a lie without a truth?
Inspired writing by Artist RyMikeJones image named: / Man Grove I / I am lucky. Here on RB there are works upon works that could keep me inspired till my next life shines through. This artist has a seekers heart and a knowing Soul. What an honor to collaborate with his life.
As she lifts her head, / to bow again, / she whispers love, / that morbid thing,
As I lay on the hospital bed today after my surgery, I glanced out the window and saw this tree by it’s lonesome just swaying with the wind and it inspired me to write this… / hope yous like this.
awakened now / its dream / dispelled / by winded water / a sigh of regret / fills its limbs…
I am Alive Forever and always Essence Rebirth Renewal / I have earth to ground me I have wind to move me I have fire to …
Simply put: This is a poem of the wonderous and most beautiful TREE. / This poem is another concrete poem of mine, which means it was written to be in the shape of a tree. but, it seems RedBubble doesn’t hold the image, and places every line left, no matter what i try. I’m still new, maybe there is a way to format it so it holds its shape? anyway, I thought I’d post it anyway, since i like it. :)
We are spirits of nature running wild, running free; / Only the chosen few will see us travelling at speed from beth to nion, from fearn t…
I stand like a Tree surrounded by City. / Harsh, cold concrete binds my roots! / I shift uneasily in this unwelcoming ground…
This poem reflects my deep connection to my oldest mentors, the Trees, even at my worst point in life. This was written during a time when only expression through poetry, and their quiet wisdom, could save me.
Wash away your woes in my healing embrace…
Each Who Sings Now? poem I have written is inspired by a Teacher found in Nature; a tree, star, animal, stone, etc. from which we can learn so many priceless lessons… if we only take the time to listen. Many people enjoy trying to guess which Teacher inspired the poem before going on to read about them in detail. Can you guess who is singing?
Silver moonbeams fall / Lighting the way through the dark / To walk quietly / Holding all strength deep inside / See your lifelong dreams unf…
I write this for all dreamers and fellow travellers of the long and winding road, the manifesters of their own wonderful reality. Believe. Inspired by the beautiful Beatles song “The Long & Winding Road” ....... here
Clouds garland snow capped mountain peak / Icy snow butterflies melt kisses upon my nose / Puffs of warm, moist breath balloons billow out …
I am a fallen tree / Beaten down by nature / Uprooted / But still alive / Still green and growing / Desperate to live / Seeking out the sun / Fo…
We sing of Life in all it’s cyclic glory,Unity, Community, Harmony, and Wisdom of days long passed…
Each Who Sings Now? poem I have written is inspired by a Teacher found in Nature; a tree, star, animal, stone, etc. from which we can learn so many priceless lessons… if we only take the time to listen. Many people enjoy trying to guess which Teacher inspired the poem before going on to read about them in detail. Can you guess who is singing?
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