Hazel Tree Sonnet
Hazel Tree Sonnet
My wild subconscious mind has given me
And I would seek to know what it intends
In dream, the seeming of a hazel tree
Please talk to me of hazel trees, my friends
I keened for wisdom, and in answer got
To keep me from the dark and poverty
An Ogham tree, a nutshell, wand, or what
Please talk, my friends, of hazel trees to me
I hear you say the truth is mine to find
Within myself, or high up on a hill
But dearest friends, if you be good and kind
Please talk to me of hazels, if you will
And I will listen, and make sense of it
Ye Gods, my friends! I have a sonnet writ!
© Gail Foster 15th November 2017
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