tree rose

On the far side the trees rose in a forbidding wall.

People walked slowly up the path past the tree roses.

Across the clearing a huge city of trees rose upward.

At the top of the tree rose a trumpet angel.

Ahead, the trees rose in dark, vertical lines against the softer black of the night.

Tall trees rose about me, their ranks sweeping away on either hand.

More than 20 years later, the trees rose tall enough to be visible from the village beneath.

The black line of trees rose toward her, welcoming.

Tree roses are not actually a class of rose but rather a way of growing them.

Palm trees rose straight from the sand along the border of the beach.

The tree rose steadily toward the rolling bulk of the whale.

The white stones that should have marked one had disappeared, and a tree rose inches from her back.

The sap in the trees rose like fire, beneficent and alive.

Within the trunks of the trees rose the same song which glittered on their leaves.

Tall trees rose up on all sides, their water roots lifting high above the boats.

The forms of great black trees rose massively in front of her.

They sat down in a circle of stone benches surrounded by tree roses.

The sound of splintering trees rose to a wild crescendo.

A few trees rose out of the snow.

Tree after tree rose up before them in the dusk and was only just avoided.

No less majestic than the moon itself, a birch tree rose to mark the young man's grave.

The earth lifted, the trees rose above us.

Tree rose is a method of growing many varieties of roses.

A copse of dark fir trees rose ahead, where perhaps he could take temporary cover.

The tree rose smoothly; he felt a warming professional satisfaction-despite the situation.