Tree Poems | Examples of Tree Poetry

As I walk around the cottage nestled at the river’s edge, I am greeted by the splendor of nature. The river gushes through the rocky bed as its roar echoes through the valley. I...Read the rest...

O, how the palm trees sway in the breeze from beyond the bay... Scores of Iranian missiles whiz past ...Read the rest...

aiming for the skies leaves dancing to the wind’s song Nature’s life-givers. By Zyrool...Read the rest...

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. Rachel Carson Earth shows off it's evergreen trees, a home to the yellow bumble bees. In the winter...Read the rest...

From a tiny seed, a seedling grows with hopes of becoming a tall and sturdy tree. Over time, with love and great care, a beautifully vibrant tree is visible for all to see The lusciously green foliage...Read the rest...

They say a poem can never be As lovely as, can be, a tree.    But what if a tree should be felled By a dupe with a power saw, hand-held? I wonder if it would be fair To, this...Read the rest...

A giant lived among the trees a woodland home of oak and elm of birch, of sycamore, a roof of leaves but treelings bothered, pestered him did run amok, did taunt and tease play and run around his feet did kick...Read the rest...

shakes with mighty force playful noise of rustling leaves wanting attention...Read the rest...

I’ve walked Many a mile Since every Rainbow’s End Was just a wish away Every pot of gold Has stayed a wish ahead I’ve walked Many a mile Through smoke-filled haze And alcoholic daze Melody now gone From lonesome cities I took no time To listen...Read the rest...

Puddles of green mist littered across the branches creating platforms ...Read the rest...

What do you see when you see trees? My eyes travel each trunk and branch. With feathered leaves in blowing breeze till the chipper comes with a cranch! Your details shine with luminescence - I eschew detail for the...Read the rest...

Rippling soil sways in ways In ways a maestro drunkenly Displays their baton, Earth in Perfect fluid Earthen motion It conducts and plays en tandem The symphony of syrup season Rings through Vermont’s silken air Each movement weaves effortless In majesty. Hickory smoke leaves...Read the rest...

I'm slowly evaporating from this verbal tennis match For some reason we continue to give breath to these vapor windy circles Brewing a coffee tornado that is going to spill all over my shirt And they say...Read the rest...

Rising I rise to see the rising of our sun, ‘tho only To begin with, a fat quarter of her, For she is in great part hidden, Blocked by a line of trees. She comes… A...Read the rest...

Oh, how cruel time can be! Shattering hopes and killing beauty. Slowly it steals moments, leaving everything bare Time, a relentless force, beyond compare. Here lies a victim of time's cruelty, the ruins of the cotton tree Once a symbol...Read the rest...