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These Aged Pines (the remaining old growth redwoods)
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These Aged Pines (the remaining old growth redwoods) |
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wornways Member
since 2001-10-18
Posts 204CA, USA |
(the remaining old growth redwoods)
[This message has been edited by wornways (edited 12-17-2001).] |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(sigh) Oh Erin, this is sooooooo beautiful, I pray with all my heart that these last redwood forests will survive and flourish evermore! (sigh) You always paint such heavenly visions with your words, I LOVE IT!!! (kiss on cheek) You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Erin, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
I grew up very close to the Redwoods....every time I see them, my heart fills with joy...wonder...and awe...  I love this |
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wornways Member
since 2001-10-18
Posts 204CA, USA |
thank you guys, these trees have been bugging me to write them a poem for at least a decade. i feel i may have to write a few more to make up for my neglect. there are some redwoods north of fort bragg on one of the lost coasts that are just fascinating. they didn't grow straight up like they normally do, but in all directions. there is a path leading through them, it's like walking amid alien trees on another world, litterally. at the end of the path is a massive serpet redwood with one trunk and twenty or thirty stalks growing up into the sky. there is a fallen bough from a nearby tree that has been propped up against the platform from whence the stalks ensue. it may be climbed to sit about 20/30 feet off the ground in the midsts of these stalks, growing all ways from the great trunk into an alien looking presence that stretches aloft into the sky. one of the most amazing creations of nature i have ever seen. i want to write a poem about these, but am as yet at a loss for words to describe them in form. it is clear to me why these trees have not been hewn, they are not straight enough to promise decent sized planks of sellable value. the wind rushing in off the coast has shaped these redwoods into a form of life unbelievable over the course of centuries. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
wornways--The redwood holds magnifcence in my heart, on this earth. I have lived among them, in the back yard reaching heaven. Thank you for posting this. |
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Decaflame Senior Member
since 2001-05-11
Posts 1635 |
I miss the redwoods...one of the marvels of California...I hope we have them, always... |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Wow, you have just taken me on a favorite hike, as I know the gnarly gracefully twisted trees you speak of. I grew up in CA, and miss those redwoods more than I thought I would. I started a poem a few months ago about those very trees, but only have the memories now. I wish they were in front of me. When you touch them, and sit next to them, there is a feeling of transcendence few other trees can give. I am a tree hugger Thank you for the trip.As for some imagery, sitting within the middle of that one old trunk is like sitting in the middle of a giant lotus blossom, wrapped in antiquity's arms of love and understanding. That's about as far as I got in describing the feel of sitting there. Please keep writing! [This message has been edited by Midnitesun (12-18-2001 02:43 PM).] |
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