Young Writers Society

Just write a short poem about trees.....

there was a tree
and there was a bee
it would fly down
and laugh hehe
the tree got mad
it would laugh back
the bee would die\and that was that

There was a tree
In front of me
I punched it!
Then I kicked it!
I spatted on it!
I threw stones at it!
Then something hard fell to my head.
I looked around to see who threw it.
There was no one.
I searched for that hard thing
And found a fruit in the ground.

Trees; A Haiku

Trees are total crap.
I'd rather spend my time in
the vaccuum of space

There was a tree,
all leafy green.
I climbed that tree
and counted sheep.
Then a fire came
and burnt it to
the size of my knee.

I sit here for months
Starring at this tree
Realizing where my life has carried me
As the colors change
My feelings range
expanding from A to Z
I have sat here and over time
I have come to find
What my reality has to be
I sit and gaze
At this tree in a daze
Knowing that my life has been a phase
I sat here for months
coming to realize
I am nobody but me.

Moved to Poetry Discussion!

Also,

What a mighty oak,
tall and unwavering; strong.
My father's death hurts.

Leaves are green,
the trunk, a brown,
the fruits, soft and precious
in pink and yellow.

Do you fervor
the wonders of the tree?

It's colors wavering and glowing
like sun and moon
and the magnificent squall
of rain.
Don't you fervor
the wonders of the tree?

There it sways.
casting shadows
in the shade.

Defiant of the mountains
that hide the sun
while looking down.

Always looking down
on a simple seedling tree
that lost its way.

Shunned
for dreaming of the skies
above.

Naked branches,
stretching out towards an endless sky,
in oblique, yet graceful notions.

They try to touch the clouds,
or finally greet the sun
that nourishes them each afternoon.

But the tree, it stays grounded.
it believes that one day,
it's branches
will find the core of space,
and catch a wish in the stars.

c:

There was once a tree,
now a page with a tree verse.
Superfluous, huh?