"When we plant trees, we plant the seeds of peace
and seeds of hope."
- Wangari Maathai, Kenyan environmentalist and Nobel Peace Prize laureate.
Example: No. 56 - I talk to the trees and they listen to me Copy the title of the article and search on avrotor.blogspot.com
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I talk to the trees - and they listen to me.
"When in bloom golden, only for a day or two;
confetti follows where the bees have gone,
in every flower is born a new life
in another place and time."- avr
Dr Abe V Rotor
New forest stand at Tagbilaran, Bohol
Saplings race to meet the sun,
lanky to posts they shall become;
sans branches but bole and round
soon fall to the ax one by one.
Heritage Mabolo tree on Mt Makiling, Laguna
You bear the hardest wood -
ebony in deep shiny black;
your foes no less my kind
feeling and love we lack.
Towering Kalumpang atop a hill at Tierra Pura, Tandang Sora, QC
Sunrise, sunset, the ground is alive,
lilting children under your care
that make up for your loneliness
in a world with so little to share.
Leaning mango tree at Masinloc, Zambales
You were once doomed by the wind,
but benevolence saved you;
by your fruits and resting limbs,
sanctuary and playground, too.
Strangler's fig or balete on Mt Makiling, UPLB Laguna
Black and white makes you bold and real
of your strangler's reputation,
climbing on your host tree to the sky,
a piece of mystery of creation.
Tree house on acacia at Burgos, La Union
Tree house I see built on your limbs
has stolen your view on the scene,
the breeze in your leaves hushed away,
a living monument unseen.
Embroidered talisay, Cebu City
Embroidered leaves by the bagworm,
turning to crimson and fall;
mutual indeed is host and tenant,
nature and creatures all.
Elephant like tree stump at Kaohsiung, Taiwan
Re-incarnation - this elephant tree had been
once roaming around in band;
threatened, endangered and gone,
what would it become the next time around?
Felled Balete tree at Lagro QC
Whoever felled this old balete tree,
drove the deities away;
and the spirit of the tree shall not rest,
no prayer can repay.
Ghostly shadow at UST Manila
Shadow of death I see across the lawn,
save the sun all mourning;
haunting the playground empty and quiet,
save a dead tree walking.
Tree wearing a veil at Ateneo de Manila University QC
To the conscious passerby,
in the morning holy,
in the evening scary,
a veil to laugh or to cry.
Living figurine tree at St Paul University QC
Young devil tree, but you aren't;
your eyes but holes to your heart;
your arm raised to praise, to call
a friend, such is nature's art.
Super Nangka at Agoo, La Union
Over laden, if all these fruits,
a burst of a lifetime -
young to die like a mother
cut in her prime.
Rubber tree hammock at UST Manila
Living cradle to while away the time,
to catch up with many a lost sleep;
watch out, a nap gone over the clime,
where time and opportunity slip.
Acacia blooming with Christmas lights at AdMU QC
Pendants you wear in the night,
blinking with the chilly air,
bring tidings beyond your shade,
to far places poor and fair.
Narra in bloom at SPU-QC
When in bloom golden, only for a day or two;
confetti follows where the bees have gone,
in every flower is born a new life, the embryo,
seed to a tree in another place and time. ~
















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