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10 Poems about Trees

Andrew has been writing for decades, publishing articles online and in print. His many interests include literature, the arts, and nature.

Top of Seckar Wood, West Yorkshire, England. Small oaks and saplings.

Top of Seckar Wood, West Yorkshire, England. Small oaks and saplings.

A Tree is a Poem : Introduction


A tree is a poem, a gift, an offering from the earth. When I come across a sapling that's fresh out of the seed I light up because it's a gift and in pristine condition. Oak tree saplings give me a particular buzz because I grew up with big oaks and to see a tiny specimen reaching for the sun and air is to see a giant in a few hundred years time, awesome yet humble.

A tree takes everything thrown at it and comes back for more. Their ability to withstand the foulest storms, weeks of baking sun and the odd deluge or two is inspiring.

To top it all they allow birds to build nests in their branches and twigs, up where the light filters through packed leaves or in a fork angled to hold the messiest of nests.

Without the vast forests breathing out oxygen there would be no beautiful planet.The Tree of Life is a true symbol! These poems are created from and dedicated to all sorts of trees.

I saw in Louisiana a live-oak growing

I saw in Louisiana a live-oak growing,

All alone stood it and the moss hung down from the branches,

Without any companion it grew there uttering joyous leaves of dark green,

Walt Whitman


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Ancient beech, Sherwood Forest, Nottinghamshire, UK

Ancient beech, Sherwood Forest, Nottinghamshire, UK


With A Beech


You can feel its generosity,

contentment and relief

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as the wind comes questioning

all its ever been.


You know why it stretches

striving for the light

biding its time now like a giant

rewarded with a secret.


You decide to push against

the skin on which lovers might

declare their names. What

are you hoping for today?



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Ash, near Buxton, Derbyshire, UK

Ash, near Buxton, Derbyshire, UK


Tree


There was mist thick enough


to get lost in, dry stone wall


swallowed up in grey.


The breeze revealed the tree


that turned the field green


then veiled it again


as though we’d never seen.

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Oak, near Apley Head, Sherwood Forest, Nottinghamshire, UK

Oak, near Apley Head, Sherwood Forest, Nottinghamshire, UK




Old Oak at Apley Head


Scars, scratch marks on rough bark, a thick limb


lost, grounded like a ruin. I walk around its fat bole


over bulging roots that clench field sides, the invisible


life feeding all quercus sees: power lines, spires, cloud,


a watery flow of traffic glinting like small fish.


The quiet girth of a king, shadowy textured skin,


the past on show, the future hidden inside yet here


now, devoid of trivia, season after season a love


of the profound comes up out of ordinary ground.

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Alder at side of Owler Beck, Wakefield, West Yorkshire, UK

Alder at side of Owler Beck, Wakefield, West Yorkshire, UK


Gothic Alder


This silhouette, gestures

tapering away to part angry cloud

is a totem of twilight.

The broken toothed

fat man walks his muzzled dog, a Hitchcock extra

when bats appear, and spits untruths into the night.


Magpies have done the blackbird in

and clacker the news from shady sycamore

that they'll do it again.

The beck rushes on, a dark panic of blood,

its nutrient garbage a gurgling throat constructed

and constant under an ancient stone bridge, collapsing

into machine dredged sand.

Run the gauntlet of shadows in

the haunt of drunks

and the lord of Kettlethorpe Hall, feeding phantom hounds.

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Birch Under Grey Cloud



On a red brick wall bonsai fashion, roots


feeling through to the other side


where a yard collects junk, dozing dogs and shadows


already here from tomorrow’s sun.



A satellite of ray and rain, its transmitted story of green


listened to by damp doves come down from dripping pine


to walk the city wall. What shall we do? Inform


this little tree, unreal as the man singing arias upstairs


that forests may fall and we never hear?

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Near Seckar Wood, remnant of medieval wood, Wakefield,UK

Near Seckar Wood, remnant of medieval wood, Wakefield,UK




Near Seckar Woods


These trees want to draw me in.

Their dreamed up routes might stretch

forever onto a plateau

of gorse, broom and woody heather,

the varying lives we sometimes crave.


It’s the wood end succulence, the suntrap's

skin that holds hierarchies, archangels,

burdock, campion and a troupe of dancing gnats


in and out of light like flaming bits of love.

Height of summer and birds are learning

by the hour what works to perfection

we reach when we die.


They caught God’s particle today the day

each thing had its happening just before and

after I knew me, him and the answering trees.

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In Glen Nevis, near Ben Nevis, highest mountain in the UK.

In Glen Nevis, near Ben Nevis, highest mountain in the UK.


Two Highland Trees



In a snowmelt dawn

only water and rock

and two following.

I am there now

or was, in a glen

of our making

crossed by ravens

who spoke gaelic.

It’s romantic

far from Achintree,

or was,

even now thinking

of the crazy Scot,

weeping from wood smoke.

You want the two trees

in a song, or dancing

arms held high


music flowing

like a stream, even now.

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Beech, Catalonian Pyrenees, Spain

Beech, Catalonian Pyrenees, Spain

Haiku


Why can't we decide?

One young tree has flame enough

to light a mountain!

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Trees, Catalonian Pyrenees, Spain

Trees, Catalonian Pyrenees, Spain



Catalonian Mountain With Trees



That blue


the vultures spiral


is a life of the voice


and orangey rock


holds you


clueless


on a slope of whispers.


Scented pine


you enter, emerging


with a dozen words


echoing solitude


a figure


someone views


and calls


as the weight


of the mountain frees you up.

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Distant Wood


Over in the cool deep green leaves breathing


the mad world’s air. The pig farm floats in mist


and rain has made a river of the day. Swallows


preen inside like neglected tourists.



Ask yourself why you don’t walk out


of this compound you’ve built to sit on roots


a big beech extends into sand and stone,


trapped in freedoms of light and mind.


And later crows folding the fields under black wings


will roost in relieved trees. Repeated bliss.

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Comments

Verlie Burroughs from Canada on January 08, 2019:

An exciting project! I loved 'The Man Who Planted Trees' film too, I'd seen it before a long time ago, great to watch it again. It feels especially relevant in these days of bleak climate change predictions.

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on January 08, 2019:

It's heartening to have a visit and positive comment. Poems about Trees is an ongoing project.

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on January 08, 2019:

So glad you found Poems about Trees of interest. Hope they inspire you.

Verlie Burroughs from Canada on January 08, 2019:

Oh gosh Andrew, what an exquisite collection of poetry and photographs on the Tree! This is rich, so vibrant and alive.

It reminds me of the John Fowles/Frank Horvat classic 'The Tree'. One of my all time favorite books.

Devan from Cheyenne, Wyoming on December 18, 2018:

I love the poems and really enjoy their connected nature. They are clear to the mind's eye and relate well to the images. Thank you for sharing these, I enjoyed them.

It was like a meditation.

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on May 05, 2015:

Greetings Kristen, thank you for the visit, glad you enjoyed the poems.

Kristen Howe from Northeast Ohio on May 03, 2015:

Beautiful poems, Andrew. You described those trees to vividly and so well in your poems. Voted up!

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on March 21, 2015:

Thank you for the visit. Trees are a great inspiration!

Lee Cloak on March 21, 2015:

A beautiful collection, amazing pieces, defiantly ones for reading on a nice day sitting in the park. Well done, voted up, thanks!

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on July 22, 2012:

Thank you TT. Appreciate your visit. I'll be perusing your hub on bears in the next day or so.

Terrye Toombs from Somewhere between Heaven and Hell without a road map. on July 22, 2012:

A most excellent hub dedicated to such beautiful trees. Well done, Chef! VUM!

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on July 20, 2012:

Thank you and I really appreciate the vote and share Movie Master. Where would we be without trees? I wanted to get my tribute in before they all vanish!!

Movie Master from United Kingdom on July 20, 2012:

What a wonderful hub, fabulous poems and photos - I just can't pick a favourite!

I love trees and this hub is a real treat!

Thank you, voted up and shared.

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on July 19, 2012:

Cloudexplorer many thank yous for the visit and comment. That oak at Apley Head- yes, this is a tree I've climbed many a time up to a massive fork where sitting is recommended as a form of therapy.

Like little oaks these poems have taken years to grow!

Really appreciate your time.

Mike Pugh from New York City on July 19, 2012:

I love the "Old Oak at Apley Head" poem the most, it has words that I truly enjoyed reading much more then the other poems, but the entire hub is magnificent in its contents, images, contextual build up and page layout, and overall this poem hub is quite exceptional. Wow!

I will be showcasing this hub to many folks I know, and sharing it like crazy, because you went the extra distance here, which many poets fall short of doing I do believe, when it comes to the amount of content you've actually worked on here. Amazing!

Voted up on all levels and out! Oh and thanks for your cool answer to one of my questions earlier.

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on July 15, 2012:

I do appreciate your visit and comments Denise, thank you. These photos are a mix of old and new and I've been wondering what to do with them for ages. So glad you like them. I've added the locations for the photos now (a useful reminder from another commenter) which helps. The tree in the fog was so welcome that day! We walked into and out of a grey blanket for hours!

Denise Handlon from North Carolina on July 15, 2012:

I'm not sure which I love more-the poetry or your beautiful photos illustrating the words and emotions. I adore the Haiku and the 'blazing orange' is such a vivid contrast to its surroundings. I love the lighting of the woods in the one called, 'Old Oak at Apley Head'. The photo of the woman and the tree illustrates its magnificence. However, I think my favorite photo is the eerie fog shrouding the mystical and stately tree. Your creativity captures its open vulnerability. That one should be a poster! Pinned.

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on July 14, 2012:

I'm not sure if I replied! But many many thanks for the visit Suzie HQ.

Long live the great oak and the sapling beech!

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on July 14, 2012:

I thank you for the comment. I really appreciate your visit.

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on July 14, 2012:

Many thanks for the visit and comment Denise; I really appreciate the votes too.

You mention wonder - yes, I can fully relate to people expressing wonder in the presence of a great or small tree. They are common place yet very special. As a responsible species we should look after them with reverence but we don't!

All the pictures are mine - I'll source and locate them.

Denise Handlon from North Carolina on July 14, 2012:

What a beautiful hub to give honor to the tree. I love trees and wrote a hub regarding their sacred magic and wonder. I voted up/awesome/interesting and beautiful I loved your poetry and your photos. Please consider adding a source under each one with perhaps the location it was taken? Thanks for sharing.

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on July 14, 2012:

I appreciate your visit Mhatter - many more hours of haiku - ing for you! Thank you.

Martin Kloess from San Francisco on July 13, 2012:

very good; thank you

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on July 13, 2012:

Thanks for the visit and comment Joe Cook, a pleasure to bring the trees into your life if just briefly. Trees are a gift from the generous earth.

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on July 13, 2012:

Many thanks for the visit and comment alphonse george. I've had these pictures for years and many of the poems have been bubbling for too long so the time was right to put the two together. Sometimes words with images work alongside each other. I'm glad you found these to your liking.

Much appreciated.

Andrew Spacey (author) from Sheffield, UK on July 13, 2012:

I really appreciate your visit and votes Suzie HQ. How interesting to learn of your mother and her watercolours - I've dabbled myself and know a little about how trees give so much to a painter with their size and texture and the way the light moves about on them. They're a perfect subject, never complaining!

alphonse george from Kerala,India on July 13, 2012:

You have put much work and dedication to this hub so GREAT JOB.

KEEP IT UP

Suzanne Ridgeway from Dublin, Ireland on July 13, 2012:

Trees inspire so much in the world of creativity and you have demonstrated this perfectly through your poems and photography, chef-de-jour. I too love trees and my mum had great artistry in translating them into paintings, particularly in watercolours. My favourite poems of yours are Two Highland Trees, Old Oak at Apley Head and Birch Under Grey Cloud and I love the mood created with Tree! Another great hub, voted up, awesome, beautiful and sharing:)

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