Wheel of the Year challenge: Do Trees Snore?

[butters]

Since I posted last in Annie's challenge, it's now down to me to set this one loose. So, 5-40 lines (which can be ignored if the poem really requires more lines to really say what it needs to say) and you have till midnight your time sunday to post it. have fun!


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think i got them all, now...


Additionally, if you are new to this challenge series, please visit the previous installments to read or post your own poetic view of that subject. Of course, anyone can jump right in at any point.

First, by HarryHill: Wheel Of The Year

Second, by cascadiabound:Gratitude

Third, by Mrtenant : Dancing

Fourth, greenmountaineer gave us: Outdoor Games

Fifth, Underyourspell : Superstition

sixth, Piscator : Right Place Wrong Time

seventh by cascadiabound: Road Trips

eighth HarryHill: Treehouse

ninth Piscator:The TimesThey Are A Changing

tenth Mrtenant:Rainy Day

eleventh Remec: The Big Game

twelfth Annie: Extra Terrestrials

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Hope the eyes are up to it because I read that as Do trees snort!!:

 

[HarryHill]

Hope the eyes are up to it because I read that as Do trees snort!!:

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Ah hahahaha

 

[butters]

Hope the eyes are up to it because I read that as Do trees snort!!:

now there's a question

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Triolet

Today I was asked if trees snore,
would that be as well as bark?
So I told a passing Sycamore
today I was asked if trees snore.
"I can't answer what you ask for,
I've never been awake to hark."
Today I was asked if trees snore,
would that be as well as bark?

 

[Piscator]

All the trees lie dormant,
underneath a mantle of snow
there is crack as heartwood freezes,
a squeak as branch rubs against branch,
the whistle of blizzard winds through bare limbs.
But the snores are mine as I lay warm inside my bed.

 

[cascadiabound]

Trees of wisdom

wind gathers strength, swirling
wind blows through the trees
trees sway and shiver
trees bend and dance
dance me round again, love
dance in the wind and weather
weather... she blows all night
whether the trees wake or sleep
sleep in their groves
sleep, wind rustling, snoring
snoring trees? pray tell
snoring or just soporific from the storm
storms come and go
stormy weather this season
season of the trees
season of reason
reasonable fellows wonder aloud
reason fails to take account of wonder
wonder if the trees see me seeing them
wonder if they know we need them to breath
breathing in and out
breathing quietly at night I hear them murmuring
murmuring… or are they snoring?
murmuring to the flicker and squirrel
squirrel running up this trunk and that
squirrelling away food for the winter
winter storms rip away leaves and branches
winter tests our spirit
spirits run through the forest
spirited debate as quick as the wind
wind calm now, grove is quiet
windy days will come again
again the trees will speak to us
again we will strain to hear
hear words unspoken
hear the music of the ages
ages will bely our wisdom
ages etched into the rings
ring of truth
wisdom

40 lines
modified version of the blitz form​

 

[todski28]

i bend into driving winds
a forray into moonlit streets
asphault blends into gravel
the echoes of every footstep
ripped from the ground
and flung skyward into the
dark refrain

dust motes dance in the
black
boughs of eucalyptus trees
sway
limb droppers
widow makers
car destroyers
thick with age
bearing the wisdom of sun scorched
droughts
absorbing every last drop of moisture
they can take
striving to survive amidst the harsh reality
of natures cruel perfection
its roots dug deep
anchoring them
arms inching heavenward
an exhaltation for rain to fall
from dry eyes

I sit
lean against its trunk
gnarled with age
a possom scampers in the branches
an owl lands silent
spiders feed off the insects
that seek shelter in its bark

the wind dies
as if shot from the wing
the leaves rustle
against the dark
and I cling to the life
that clings to life

the tree snores
as sentient beings are want to do
when they rest from carrying
the weight of suffering
and rise ready to bare it all again

I left the tree
my name carved into its trunk
yet another scar
tattooed on its flesh
and even this it bore with silent nobility

 

[HarryHill]

Still Turning

Do Trees Snore?

Here in the midst of Winter,
roots deep in Earths pillow,
sleep, soundless sleep,
inert as a log.

And now when spring winds
roll them naked from bed,
yawning, sleepy limbs wave,
goodmorning to friends n kin,
gardners, worshiping earth.
Evergreens sneeze grey smoke.

Green umbrellas shade,
canopy comes alive, boogaloo,
let's dance 3/4 time, photosynthesize,
nut to harvest.

Then shed and shake free.
Oh those flakes, moulting,
all natural, cellophane dandruff,
save for those not bald.
Snooze away the colder months,
quietly.

 

[butters]

congratulations and thanks to all who posted their writes here

i kinda started but never got finished - been a week of feeling a bit crappy. always, always a pleasure to read you guys!

 

[captainman2018]

What Sounded Like A Snore

I allowed myself to go into the core
of the woods for some peace and quiet but that
was before I heard what sounded like a snore.

That noise led me back to camp where I saw Matt
allowing Jennifer to ride his dick while
Charlize licked her pussy like she was a cat.

But when the girls saw my dick grow one whole mile,
Jen whispered something into Charlie's own ear
while they each looked at me with this one big smile.

And while I was giving Charlie a strong rear
end fuck, both Jen and Matt had let out a cheer.

 

[Mrtenant]

Rainy Day Dreams


When the world was young
And the land had settled
The seas rose and fell
In a love affair with the moon
There walked the Earth
The oldest of the old
Shepherds of the trees
Their hooms and homs
Unhastily do they stride
Singing their long slow songs
Of the Entwives long gone
Their mead, like refreshing rain
Makes you strong and merry
And opens your eyes
And you see just who is an Ent
Who's gone rather treeish in their sleep
And those trees whose deep snores
Seem to have become a bit Entish
Fine spirits they are
Deep in the dark forest
Awakening in startled contemplation
Was it dreams, memories, too much drink?
Another bowl of that mead, if you please
A sleepy nod and knowing smile

 

[HarryHill]

who win I defer,

 

[butters]

would that be you, mr tenant? i'm not sure when your midnight showed up but you appear to be last posting so it's all yours as far as i can tell

 

[Mrtenant]

would that be you, mr tenant? i'm not sure when your midnight showed up but you appear to be last posting so it's all yours as far as i can tell

Posted 42 minutes before I turned into a pumpkin. I'll get a new one lined up for tomorrow

 

[butters]

Posted 42 minutes before I turned into a pumpkin. I'll get a new one lined up for tomorrow

great

for what it's worth, here's the one i was working on; though i'm still not happy with it, i've given up. bad bad poet


do trees snore?

do trees snore
and dream of green
as roots abhor
the vice of ice?

and do they miss
the absurd birds
the spring sun's kiss
the flood of buds?

do they float
through rooms of blooms
hear insects vote
which fruits to loot?

and do they drift
through fall's red halls
count squirrels' thrift
by glut of nuts?

when grey skies freeze
in winter's thrall
this teases me ~
do your trees snore?

 

[cascadiabound]

great

for what it's worth, here's the one i was working on; though i'm still not happy with it, i've given up. bad bad poet


do trees snore?

do trees snore
and dream of green
as roots abhor
the vice of ice?

and do they miss
the absurd birds
the spring sun's kiss
the flood of buds?

do they float
through rooms of blooms
hear insects vote
which fruits to loot?

and do they drift
through fall's red halls
count squirrels' thrift
by glut of nuts?

when grey skies freeze
in winter's thrall
this teases me ~
do your trees snore?

I like this effort butters. Methinks you are too hard on yourself.

 

[butters]

I like this effort butters. Methinks you are too hard on yourself.

aw, thanks for the support, lol

effort - is about right. i had to labour over this and still think there are way better phrases to be found. it started off okay (to me) but then i was forcing words just to fit a scheme that developed. not how i like to write.

 

[HarryHill]

Posted 42 minutes before I turned into a pumpkin. I'll get a new one lined up for tomorrow

Yay!
...

great

i've given up. bad bad poet :caning:


do trees snore?

do trees snore
and dream of green
as roots abhor
the vice of ice?

and do they miss
the absurd birds
the spring sun's kiss
the flood of buds?

do they float
through rooms of blooms
hear insects vote
which fruits to loot?

and do they drift
through fall's red halls
count squirrels' thrift
by glut of nuts?

when grey skies freeze
in winter's thrall
this teases me ~
do your trees snore?

I like this butters.

aw, thanks

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FTPYW
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These threads are always open to any poster that cares to write on the challenge theme. Mondays are rough waiting for the next to drop.

 

[Mrtenant]

The new challenge is here >>>>>>>follow this link>>>>>>>http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?p=90373692#post90373692

 

[UnderYourSpell]

As freezing snow encapsulates and smothers
the dropped dying leaves of Autumn's gaiety,
trees gather their bark overcoats tightly in,
protecting sap and rings from Winter's thrall,
and as ramblers walk the woodland rides
is that gentle snore they hear, the waiting trees
or just a nocturnal Badger at his daytime rest?
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A woodland ride is a linear trackway designed for access.