Nature Poetry



Not what you’re thinking – another of my nature poems – this time on the humble sycamore tree.

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The seeds hang paired
from the branches of the tree
awaiting the time
and new places to see


Powered by the wind
the seed flies in th’air
as they leave the tree
without a care

And in the wind,
the seed it does turn
and flies off for miles
till a rest it does earn

and the helicopters land
on the soil lush and brown
leaving their seed
in a place in the ground

By inkdropk

Born and Bred in Salford, England - I live a short distance from Old Trafford - Home to Manchester United Football Club. I volunteer at Sale Harriers athletic club and at Imperial War Museum North - where i help as a guide to visitors in the galleries. A blogger, photographer, volunteer and occasional writer.

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