Tag Archives: Trees

THE LITTLE, FIVE-PETALED BLOSSOMS OF PLUM

Posted on March 11, 2025 by elainedanforth

The little,five-petaledblossoms of plum. . . Day by day,or perhapsunobserved by meby segue quicker,from sometimespreviously unseen, tight, dark red buds,one by one,slow but sure,out they come. I guess I must havemissed a lot,not looking every hour, minuteor tiny time jot, … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Seasons, Spring | Tagged Diversion, Flowers, Life, Plum Blossoms, Trees | Leave a comment

FEBRUARY’S HEART IN ONE LATE MORNING MOMENT

Posted on February 15, 2024 by elainedanforth

The sightof some yellow brown growthsstretching up in rounded clumpsto pepperthe long green-needled pine branches. Some little chirpy, shaky noisesthat my being detectsare actually birds, not just blipsfrom someelectronic gizmowarning this or that,perhapsthat the poweris aboutto run out. Ribbons blue … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Seasons, Spring, Winter | Tagged Birds, Day, Moment, Trees | Leave a comment

WILD WISDOM

Posted on November 28, 2023 by elainedanforth

The elm knows when to shed its leaves and the pine keeps its needles, even in snow and dripping icicles.

Posted in Autumn, Poetry, Seasons, Winter | Tagged Autumn, Deciduous, Elm, Everygreen, Pine, Trees, Winter | Leave a comment

MY BUDDY THE BUCKEYE TREE

Posted on April 15, 2019 by elainedanforth

Oh, broadly spreading buckeye tree, you are my friend! You lay a cozy place for me, where I can lean or climb or sit, and modulate the bright sunshine, breathe, and slowly become one with you, as I linger here … Continue reading →

Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry | Tagged Making sense of, Relax, Sunshine, Thoughts, Trees | Leave a comment

SOME OLD LEAVES CLING

Posted on December 15, 2018 by elainedanforth

Some old leaves still cling, come December rhymes and songs to sing, despite months of beat by bright hot sun, then stormy rain and whipping wind. But trees must somehow loose them, lose them, in the end, to let them … Continue reading →

Posted in Autumn, Medium Length Poems, Poetry, Seasons, Winter | Tagged Cycles, December, Fall Leaves, Growth, Leaves, Space, Trees, Winter | Leave a comment

THE SANDS OF TIME FLOW INTO WINTER

Posted on November 9, 2018 by elainedanforth

The hour glass allows the sands to run– it doesn’t ask what you might want. . . Right through the eight-shaped bulbs grains flow straight down, and curve into a rounded heap, be it in fog light flat or intermittent … Continue reading →

Posted in Autumn, Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized, Winter | Tagged Crows, Day, Fall Leaves, Heart, Hourglass, Light, Night, Orion, Plea, Prayer, Roots, Sands of time, Stars, Sun, Trees | Leave a comment

RED AND GREEN AND BROWN AND GOLD

Posted on September 5, 2018 by elainedanforth

There is the red and green and brown and gold, fall shrinking leaves, which people beautifully that pair of Western Redbush trees that, catching slanting autumn light, shone from behind, do kiss my eyes. . . These trees I see … Continue reading →

Posted in Autumn, Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Summer, Winter | Tagged Art, Breathing, Fall Leaves, Growth, Life, Nature, Seeing, Trees, Walking | Leave a comment

FLYING CREATURES

Posted on June 14, 2018 by elainedanforth

Flying creatures flit and flutter ‘mongst the bushes, flowers and trees, along with clouds and wind, the soaring aspect of all nature. . . Some buzz, some chirp, some swoop, some siphon nectar, each along its special vector. . . … Continue reading →

Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry | Tagged Birda, Birdsong, Creatures, Dance, Flying, Mating dance, Nature, Plumage, Song, Trees, Wind | Leave a comment

THE MOVEMENT OF SPRING

Posted on April 12, 2017 by elainedanforth

The blooming the twittering the looming the jittering, the buzzing the zooming the rising, surprising, pop buds , and pop eyes-ing, the growth that we love and are loath to adjust to or bust to, the wind billow, bent willow, … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Seasons, Spring, Uncategorized, Winter | Tagged Adjust, Aurora borealis, Bloom, Flowers, Grass, Growth, Rising, Strength, Trees, Tropical | Leave a comment

THE SPIRIT OF SPRING

Posted on April 5, 2017 by elainedanforth

The spirit of spring has asserted itself. The splendid canopy of summer is now our striving up-and-comer, rising up to reach as high as this good year will ever swell. Sun climbs, blooms of alls sorts on grasses, bushes, trees … Continue reading →

Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry, Seasons, Spring, Summer | Tagged Air, Assert, Blood, Change of season, Enjoyment, Flowers, Heart, Looking, Lungs, Mountains, Seeing, Snow, Spirit, Storms, Sun, Trees, Undertow, Wonder, Year | Leave a comment