Treasure Island

Robert Green


Trees And Dreams


Wooden soldiers
Tall and strong
Guarding woodlands
In rows so long. 

Hard and fast
Taller than grass
Grown to last
of old, cut as a mast. 

Reaching skyward
Surveying all around
Casting long shadows westward
Towering flora that abound. 

New saplings now old
One story they have told
Deep roots make them bold 
As branches unfold

Some older than man
Cast deep in the ground
Hid the old clan
Felt the wet nose of a hound. 

Lovers lay beneath it's branches
basking in the sun
Exhausted from their horizontal fun
Beads of sweat, down their bodies run. 
Words of love trip off their tongue. 

Tall and mighty 
Bark textured rough
Their leaves small and flighty
Young children's shoes did scuff

Catching their dreams
As they climb so high
Of rescuing maidens
From pirates near by. 

With bows and not so straight arrows
They grin and they smile
As they aim at a sparrow
and miss by a mile. 

From it's branches they do swing
Hanging by a limb
Lot of noise, not muffled din. 
Hot summer, time to swim. 

Submitted: Saturday, July 28, 2012

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  • Danny Draper (9/25/2012 4:44:00 PM)

    A well considered interaction between trees and people over time and our appreciation of and reliance on them and their longevity. (Report) Reply

  • Poetheart Morgan (8/23/2012 11:59:00 AM)

    In my Country, is always sunny days, I try imagine the changing of the seasons in you forest, wood.....Changing the people too? ? ? I think so. Beautiful! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (8/23/2012 12:56:00 AM)

    This poem reminds me of an Epic-simile by Keats in Hyperion, where he talks about trees as Green-robed senators of the mighty woods...
    a memorable poem about trees as an object of nature... (Report) Reply

  • Dave Walker (7/28/2012 2:01:00 PM)

    A really fantastic poem, trees can look so beautiful
    when fully grown, a great write. (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (7/28/2012 1:42:00 PM)

    Excellent write about trees Robin, very descriptive - bet they felt more than just the wet nose of a hound though! ! (Report) Reply

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