an essay on the obsequiousness of trees


oh! the poor obsequious Timber
thou raw strength doth make me quiver

a winter’s coat, a winter’s hat, our platitudes
willingly offered to winters of northern latitudes
but the Tree, oh! the Tree
its foliage forgo’d
for what? but strata of snow

but for self made serenity
offer’t nil to thine enemy

oh! the poor obsequious Timber
such gallant servitude to winter’s shiver


endurement of winter distress

the Tree, alone in the winter glade
to the cold, such a sacrifice made
what a daring hand is played!
woe! it sheds its leaves
woe! it sheds its seeds
naked! naked! but unafraid.

but, as the flux of time doth elapse
the trees bravery nary lapse
for the tree knows its recompense:
its spirit will soon will manifest
oh! oh! such glorious redress


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dead tree dead me

Dead tree dead me
why can’t the willow be
magnanimous approbation
classic tree characterization

dead tree dead me
cardiopulmonary resuscitation
dead tree debris

dead tree dead me
spared without thought
definition of overwrought
lame amputee

dead tree dead me
dead tree dead me
reprobate approbate
procreate desecrate

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the subterfuge of confession

In today’s post I tackle some questions about faith; faith in ourselves and faith in the presence of others. Sometimes it is hard to understand why we sin, especially in the presence of those trying to set a better example. It is my hope that this poem clears some of these questions.

antediluvian orthodoxy
venerable piety
t’word tutelary, a proxy
the criterion of sobriety

but to the reader i cede
the deific Topiary
It comes to exceed
all this capitulary

for the subterfuge of confession
extirpates not our transgressions
not when the tree commits no sin!
Unquestionable i’morality!
oh to be so abstemious
such an immutable probity!
Oh to be! Oh to be! The tree, it commits, no sin!

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proxy’ing flummery!

oh strength and beauty,
such wise established duty
may we learn Your simpler way
before our minds doth decay

the man moves about
round his terse existences,
always evading his worriments,
the tree, one choice,
no matter the resistances
stands, endures the torments.

though we may cherish
extemporaneous action,
consider the tree’s
undoubted reaction-
a keystone, to us,
brokering freewill,
but flippancy to them,
proxy’ing flummery!


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Bifurcated symbiosis

Bifurcated symbiosis
betwixt the human nature,
betwixt the nature of the tree
us, a denouement of neurosis,
braced for the hammer and the sickle.

Whilst presented with life so simple
Oh how can us’t be so strict and fickle!

We live in plain sight of these topiaries;
plain view of an essence unencumbered.
Yet, we abide by  our complex lives,
a litany of laws and rules,
each one, carefully numbered.

Alas, as quiet as they may appear,
they be ever cognizant of our complex affairs,
and ask,
for our salvation,
in the midst of eternal and silent prayers.

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Tree Concerts

Hi again, it’s been too long.

We here at beautiful trees were fortunate enough to be among the many who came together for the latest gathering of arboretal enthusiasts in what are now being called: tree concerts. At these events, tree lovers of all sorts come together, take a seat, and enjoy the awe-inspiring experience of a tree in nature. The sounds, the sights, the whole thing. It truly is a wonderful event, and damn near impossible to put into words. But, as usual, us BT lovers try our best.

Stage Fright

on a sunny day,
you show us the way.
overlooking the water-

…tis a casual display
amidst this silly foreplay,
on hard plastic chairs,
shy, hiding, downstairs,
our eyes,
ugly–but filled with glamour.
enamored with such stature.

with n’ever a thing to fear
you enter the eyes, the ear.
we cannot help but be impressed
by such fanciful dress.

a true sunday best!

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on this rocky plateau


to this rocky knoll
the Tree pays its toll
’tis an execrable place to grow:
a sparsly earthen address,
the ever encroaching water flow,
howbeit, tis not all anguish!

for, due to the rocky knoll,
the poor predestined Tree,
has thoughtfully bequeathed
phylogeny unto the it’s progeny!

on this rocky plateau

quid pro quo

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