A Gnarly Oak
A gnarly oak,
resembling
the Gorgon
Medusa;
sends serpentine roots
twisting and squirming,
into the dank
forest floor.
Its skeletal limbs
seem to claw their way
out of a fog bank:
bony fingers
dripping droplets
of morning dew
onto the dry leaves
scattered beneath
barren branches.
As Autumn breezes
blow away
the morning fog
concealing
its mossy boughs:
twigs poke through
a sullied shroud;
freeing this
ancient Goliath,
from its cocoon
of misty white.
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