Treeless Poems - Poems about Treeless

...I was not born to the moors; my roots are planted by wild running seas, even so, a rolling heath is a green tide heaped into wind-sculptured waves, low breakers that may tug you deeper, or crash......Read the rest...

... LEAVES May each leaf that falls in faith of something greater still stand for the dead and suffering cries, that echo eastern streets. How vicious is genetic hate, whose memory retrieve......Read the rest...

...March is a good time to be a thin branch in a treeless landscape. You can catch hold of a wind-serpent in your upheld hands, a sea-creature born to be the innards of the sky. When high......Read the rest...

...i'm connected to a brittle branch disconnected from a tree of life i i am i am writing i am running out of time i write in a place out of time i writ......Read the rest...

...Sandgrouse pretty bird Love a treeless countryside A beautiful sound......Read the rest...

...Would the world be a better place if Parents were drowned at childbirth......Read the rest...

...The night rain had shorn my neighboring trees standing so stalwart in their convivial circle four. The wistful dawning be shining on skeletal shapes Hung with but scarce few yell......Read the rest...

...The hot savannah in late September Too far back to quite remember Born in plains surrounded by the sands An oasis of the treeless woodlands To be uniquely chic I always tried Yet it never showe......Read the rest...

...I was a renowned, NASA scientist, with my face always turned to blue stars, As eyes are ever drawn to a flaming sunset, as to colorful, outdoor bazaars. And stargazing brought big excitement, and......Read the rest...

...Lipstick red a wet rose opens A treeless leaf turns in the heavy air as if seeking where......Read the rest...

...Questions exist with no answers In my quest for origins and ends I see others like me, sociable open to beauty, struggling to know divinity- Yet in all my quiet contemplation I cannot screen o......Read the rest...

...Step out on a treeless plain, Earth scoured with monsoon ruts. It's not that we never learn, Just not fast enough!......Read the rest...

...I lived on a rolling green farm, and I had a love of astronomy; And peered at skies of sleepless nighttime, so vast and starry. It had for long been my hobby, and I had a powerful telescope, As......Read the rest...

...Wind swept days, a good time to be a thin branch in a treeless landscape. I was not born to the moors, they were born again in me, they're a sea creature created to be the heartbeat of the s......Read the rest...

...bare and treeless hills just like my pockets after the paid bills......Read the rest...