Ralph Hodgson Tree Poems

  • 1.
    For all its flowers and trailing bowers,
    Its singing birds and streams,
    This valley's not the blissful spot,
    The paradise, it seems.
    ...
  • 2.
    He came and took me by the hand
    Up to a red rose tree,
    He kept His meaning to Himself
    But gave a rose to me.
    ...
  • 3.
    I climbed a hill as light fell short,
    And rooks came home in scramble sort,
    And filled the trees and flapped and fought
    And sang themselves to sleep;
    ...
  • 4.
    A few tossed thrushes save
    That carolled less than cried
    Against the dying rave
    And moan that never died,
    ...
  • 5.
    "How fared you when you mortal were?
    What did you see on my peopled star?"
    "Oh well enough," I answered her,
    "It went for me where mortals are!
    ...
  • 6.
    I climbed a hill as light fell short,
    And rooks came home in scramble sort,
    And filled the trees and flapped and fought
    And sang themselves to sleep;
    ...
  • 7.
    It's sixty years ago, the people say:
    Two village children, neighbours born and bred,
    One morning played beneath a rotten tree
    That came down crash and caught them as they fled;
    ...
  • 8.
    See an old unhappy bull,
    Sick in soul and body both,
    Slouching in the undergrowth
    Of the forest beautiful,
    ...
  • 9.
    Eve, with her basket, was
    Deep in the bells and grass,
    Wading in bells and grass
    Up to her knees,
    ...
Total 9 Tree Poems by Ralph Hodgson

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