When you mention trees, New Zealand, Australia, United Kingdom as well as some amazing countries in Africa will come to your mind.
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It comes to you because they have a vast array of beautiful variety of trees most of which we don’t know yet. I have not been to the Amazon forest to see these amazing trees for myself and this alone is something I wish will happen one day.
It just must happen. Well, while I nurse my dreams of visiting the Amazon forest some day, a budding painter has made her tree and decided to share it with us all.
Conclusions “Eventually everything ends”
At this juncture, I say welcome to Daily Wisdom Words Picture Poetry Prompt. Participating is quite simple but you have to become a member.
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Alright;
– See picture.
– Compose a poem inspired by picture with words in title.
– Share with us
Blossom fields and
Pink petals drift and float
Like swirls and whirls
In warm breezes
Like scented butterflies
There is a kiss of magic
In natures hands seasons treasure
Forever is the full happiness of love
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POEM BY KARL WOMACK
Where do they lead, our lives
climbing life’s trees
reaching for sunlit colors
only we can see.
Our words guide us
like your sweet glances
enrapturing my mind
as I reach for yours.
Will you teach me today
why you love me so
why your beautiful stays
dancing in the sun with mine?
Dancing in the sun? Hell no. I can’t stand the heat. This is a beautiful poem my friend.
I recall
like no other
the warmth of the sun
settling in the morning mist
of every face i met
glimpses of
fiercely needs
scented sweet
an infant with noth
much to say
but my world had a view
breathed in
with nuances
sleeping valleys
of trees aroused
by the colors of you.
This beautifully carved from your heart. I love it.
“the warmth of the sun settling in the morning mist of every face i met”
One of the best poetic phrases I have ever read. <B
Breath of life
That’s a tree’s job
My love of trees
Is so great
Leaves so bright
Even when they
Fall away
They are busy
Looking for the Sun
to rejuvenate
To help us breathe
They’ll live for
1000’s of years
A beautiful natural entity
That brings great
Beauty to you and me
Your poem shows the utmost love of trees for men. Even though we cut them down for other things it still finds a way to grow and keep us alive. Now that unconditional love. Great poem and painting Reenie. I love it.
Wonderful Reenie 😍😍😍