Osler's Razor: Haiku Friday: Trees

Friday, May 08, 2009

Haiku Friday: Trees

Live oak reaches out
One long arm towards a man
Who knew the acorn.

Now it is your turn:

# posted by Mark Osler @ 2:18 AM

Comments:

Family tree map
Broken here and here and here
All from Uncle Jerry.

# posted by

Gary : 9:59 AM

Litigation guy
Destroyer of the forest
Will trees get revenge?

# posted by

Anonymous : 10:54 AM

Giant redwoods, ancient
Soar over the forest, 'til...
It's RRL! Bzzzzzzzzz....

# posted by

Anonymous : 11:13 AM

That last part was supposed to be a chainsaw noise, not RRL himself.

# posted by

Anonymous : 11:13 AM

Friday afternoon:
Sunshine bright and cloudless sky.
I'm so playing golf.

~Pat Dohoney
(J.D. Baylor 1985)
www.wonsandzeros.blogspot.com

# posted by

Pat Dohoney : 11:36 AM

But, in the end
Eve gave the fruit back, and
he took their names.

# posted by

ged3 : 11:55 AM

dying trees make sounds
very low and mournful sounds
must try hard to hear.

# posted by

Anonymous : 12:09 PM

I think that I shall
Never see a poem as ... wait!
This sounds familiar.
Bob

# posted by

Anonymous : 12:27 PM

Heat invades, wilts will.
Running seems insanity,
until tree shade, cool.

# posted by

Ginger Hunter : 12:33 PM

Trees mean much pollen.
Good goes with the very bad:
Fresh air and sneezes.

# posted by

talltenor : 12:49 PM

Trees as memory:
Showy flow'ring pink dogwood
Outside my office

Planted by a man
Who held my job once, and then
Killed himself. Did he

Know this tree would grow,
Take one's breath away, make us
See nothing but life?

One thinks so, surely;
Its deep, rich, elegant hue
Sings only of life.

# posted by

Swissgirl : 1:08 PM

Nice, swissgirl! Wonder--
Did planting that tree push him
To or from despair?

# posted by

Anonymous : 1:16 PM

Pines converse above
Unaware of the children
Dancing at their knees

# posted by

Taylor Sandlin : 2:46 PM

Thanks, Anon 12:16--I've been hesitant to ask that question . . .

# posted by

Swissgirl : 3:26 PM

A limb on the ground
It crashed down in the night
Yet the body lives.

# posted by

c : 3:58 PM

I had a dogwood
It grew too big for my home's
front yard. So did I.

# posted by

Jessica : 4:57 PM

Spencer wants to be
a Lumberjack when he grows
up. Sigh. I'm worried.

# posted by

tydwbleach : 5:58 PM

Axe murderers know
Cutting down cutting down trees
and humans: same?

# posted by

Anonymous : 2:44 AM

Wind sighs like old bones
Air river through old pine trees
They wave in farewell.

# posted by

No one : 3:25 PM

Sitting 'neath the oak
The calm, chill, still weir waits
Acorns for trout, man learns.

(bonus points to those who get the allusion)

# posted by

No one : 3:29 PM

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