Get me knot, growth rings, aglow holiday spirits.
Seeded after forrest fire spark, logging terrain,
Did sprout upward these budding branch refrains.
Whench within Mother Nature, vibrated wind verse.
Where adrift years, rings of girth, pine tuned terse.
Resonating alight bright starlight, in full moon resonanance,
Its p-uance were wrought adrift, new moon persona performances.
Where Poet Tree gets its nuances, amid biosynthesis pining,
Wherein every season moves amidst universal currents - bond twining.
Poet pledling, feathering countryside poet tree forrest fests.
Fir needling attuned to surounding pitch timblre resin feats.
Pristine be thy HeArt of Poet Tree, sashaying barren fertile branches
Time dew slowly attach Poet's Christmas Free Verse radiating Ornaments.
Each ornament sharing different Christmas Couplets of individual sounds,
Every color shining arround it amid multi orchactrated music patterns.
Starting with Homer, onto Shakespeare, travel these Frost, fork branches.
Whence eons share Uni-Verse's starlight multitude poetic moon phases.
Tis a living life, Christmas Tree, full of Poetry germinating the Holiday,
With holly jolly genealogy of Poet Tree's Past Present Future Sense Tenses.
While the ornament are put on before Christmas, henchforth Poetry stays on
Forever on - perpetuity having meaning amid time continuum growth rings.
Soul lark bulbs, recharged adrift sunlight and whirl wind spinning yarns,
Each bulb a unique star specimen bearing enlightened showcased poet pieces.
Where the refrain goes from one, then another, creating diverse love melodies
That poetry BEE creative Independence afflutter Liberty's humanistic harmonies.
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Love ya!
Jane
But you certainly have a budding beginning to your poet-tree. Although I'm not sure other poets would be willing to be strung up in a universal bond and have their words light up like a marquee. ;-)
Ron
John Michael