DAILY PHOTO: Low Tide Tree
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POEM: A Sprout’s Life [PoMo Day 18 – Imagist]
From dirt, the newly sprouted plant is but two tender leaves, drooping. Its silken shaft in subtle slant, in shadow of gardener, stooping. ... Becomes the tree standing stout -n- straight. Its leafy limbs doggedly swayed. Its own acorns now split and sprout, as the old man sits in its shade.
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Four Tenacious Leaf Haiku
I
the last leaves
on a barren tree,
doggedly hang
II
green to red,
the leaves grow, stop,
then fall off
III
the rain tree
limbs spiral skyward
all leaves out
IV
a tree shape
stands atop a mountain
cactus ruse
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POEM: Imagination Tree
Under blue skies, the live oaks were just trees — hearty and expansive trees.
But in the feeble light of waning days or the frequent forays of morning fog, the rangy and sinuous moss-draped limbs became a Lovecraftian monster, head stuck into the damp loam in an attempted retreat to the underworld.
And if one stood still enough, those limbs just might start to writhe.
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POEM: One Tree
In this land of tropical green,
there is one tree timed to north lands.
Its leaves turn red from deepest green,
and fall as if to season’s plans.
They fall not by mere ones or twos,
but in wild, fluttering masses.
Inside, it gives one the bronzy blues
to starkly feel the year’s passage.
To see sunny-side branches nude,
and know the numbered days still left
for ever-redder multitudes
who suffer time’s — and wind’s — great theft.
No land is so foreign to me
that I can’t see home in a tree.
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DAILY PHOTO: Trees of Chobe
Taken at Chobe National Park in Botswana in the spring of 2017
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DAILY PHOTO: Bonsai!
Taken at the Meiji Shrine in Tokyo in the summer of 2008.
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POEM: Tree Power
The Buddha became enlightened
under an old fig tree
Jesus prayed in Gethsemane
under an olive tree
Isaac Newton’s epiphany came
under an apple tree
If you can’t figure out how to change your world,
seems to me
you should find a tree and put your back into it.
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DAILY PHOTO: Under the Banyan Tree, Auroville
Taken on October 6, 2019 at Auroville
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POEM: Gravity’s Conspirator
trunk bent at a right angle
and leaning to the south
yet, that tree shows no struggle
every second — day and night
gravity summons it to the ground
it’s survived more than a few monsoons
puddles and soggy soil
have conspired with gravity
the wind has conspired
climbing animals have conspired
alighting hawks and crows have conspired
the boy who crawled out the horizontal limb and swung conspired
for years they have conspired
but the tree rarely so much as trembles
it’s doomed, but that knowledge holds no sway
and when i sit,
centered to thwart gravity,
i still feel the dogged pull
though its only conspirator is
my mind
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