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Oak Tree

the Oak Tree You were always someone special In the midnight hours in my dream I could really feel the tension A tree, a limb, a friend No matter how hard life came at me There you stood perfectly Letting me lean up against your stand I will never forget the day you swayed the first hi I talked as if you were hearing A tree, a piece of wood in my path A punching bag My Oak Tree you will always be One day in my sorrowed life I stopped by just to reminisce Your beauty, I find so divine Your leaves took me backwards I fell in love with your soul all over again With a beauty, I find so divine Hope you will always be there my friend Indulging the felling you transcend A cold spot never found in you Re-breathing your surround, no need to make a sound The power you have when you make my heart mend My Oak Tree you will always be my friend In the lowest day of my life I went on a secret walk to look for comfort The beauty of you is no longer there Walking around with an extra deep pain of hurt Not sure how one could bare such a loss Dropping myself to my Knees upon the dirt An empty spot is the only thing there My friend I thought you would always be there How can they take you away from this world? A lonely field No root, no seed Loneliness no one to lean up against You will no longer be there How could they cut down, my friend? My friend the Oak Tree. Where are your seeds? By;PD

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Date: 10/5/2016 8:03:00 PM
Yes the mighty Oak, king of trees in the Ogham... Lovely read Linda... Very nice indeed. /|\
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Date: 12/28/2015 7:40:00 AM
Yours was an oak tree, mine was an old carob tree. I used to play there when young...its hollow trunk was my pirates' cave, my soldiers' castle, my island of dreams; I went back not long ago to find that it had gone, and a great part of my childhood with it! Like your oak tree, it will be missed! Loved your poem; maybe I could write one to my carob tree:) Hugs // paul
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Date: 4/13/2015 1:35:00 PM
Linda, this is a beautifully penned piece of poetry. Well done. :O) Keep up with the great work. Keep on penning. Thank you so very much for sharing your wonderful and creative talents with us. We all truly appreciate it. *S* Cynthia
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Date: 6/18/2014 1:19:00 PM
You have some really wonderful poems, Linda. This is one I am very fond of. I'm sure there is far more to this poem than what lies on the surface. Quite creative.... Robert.
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Date: 5/10/2014 9:57:00 PM
It's seeds remain planted in the rich soil of all those whom remember the oaks natural beauty and in this is never truly dies, but remains always alive within your heart and soul.cheri
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Date: 12/2/2013 7:52:00 AM
Just another wonderful poem by the Poet Creator. You are definitely not a destroyer. With hugs.....Roger
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Date: 3/20/2013 10:44:00 PM
The ending was so heartbreaking. We as children can be so attached to inanimate objects... we even give them unique personalities. There was a sense of something missing... like the very last connection to your childhood severed. Powerful!
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Date: 2/15/2013 10:00:00 PM
Linda, Hi! I want to congratulate you too for your amazing poem being featured this week on Soup! I pray all is well. Thank you for all your kind support. Have a great weekend. Love, Annalise
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Date: 2/14/2013 11:28:00 PM
You are my guru, keep it up.
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Date: 2/14/2013 8:00:00 AM
My big hearty congratulations on your featured poem my dearest sis! This is really an outstanding write and I am so happy to read it once again. Good night for now and have a great morning there. I wish you all the love and joy today and always! Love much, Leo
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Date: 2/12/2013 11:57:00 AM
Nice to hear someone - besides self - with a love for trees. New neighbors moved in next door a few years ago, determined where the property line was, then cut down this gigantic pine which rose between their house and ours. I was furious, but what could I do. You guessed it - they cut down everything we loved, then, after a couple of years, moved away. BUMMER! Congrats on the selection. Love, daver
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Date: 2/11/2013 9:52:00 PM
Dearest PD reading this reminded me of driving across the deserts of nm an az with no trees in sight. I remember thinking how do people stand living where there is no loving shade and friendship of giant trees. I felt every word of this lovely poem.....
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Date: 1/22/2013 7:50:00 AM
My dearest only greatest poet, sis and friend Linda, this is an extremely beautiful poem / masterpiece of yours which I greatly enjoy reading tonight. For me, the most painful things on earth is no other than losing someone or those who're so very dear in our lives. I extremely love this poem of yours. thank you so much. love and big hugs, Leo
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Date: 1/5/2013 4:13:00 PM
about this oak tree poem,it's as good as it ever was. I am sure I had seen it before. I swear I bet I have read every poem you ever posted here at Soup!! Hope you are ok, sweetie. Luv, Andrea
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Date: 1/5/2013 4:12:00 PM
PD, I can't remember if I sent you an email this morning or not. Wanted to thank you for all the special attention and comments. Sorry you lost two sisters. So that means you also have five now, like me. I have a stepsister who I did not include with the description of the other four. She is a weird person but she is "family" too so I should not exclude her.
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Date: 12/14/2012 2:17:00 PM
amazing how many of us write poems about the Oak, this is no exception, and it is woven throught out with a wonderful story...
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Date: 10/2/2012 2:01:00 PM
what would we do without the comfort of nature! Light & Love
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Date: 7/7/2010 9:25:00 AM
What a beautiful poem. This was very well written. It is always hard to lose something we often times enjoy.
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Date: 6/22/2010 9:17:00 PM
Beautiful!!!!!! I wonder why is ur name like this? Vrushani!!!
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Date: 6/7/2010 9:39:00 AM
P.D. this poem is excellent, especially is subject matter. It shows the relationship we build with nature over the course of our life. Whenever a tree dies so does a part of the earths spirit. God Bless, mj
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Date: 6/6/2010 10:47:00 AM
Really like this one Great subject matter.........Roger
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Date: 5/29/2010 10:56:00 PM
Loved this one PD. Oak trees are majestic trees to behold. Lovely ballad!
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Date: 5/25/2010 7:18:00 PM
"I talked to you knowing you would understand releasing all what is left in my wrath withholding my anger and tears with my hand my Oak Tree you will always be" Very Emotional. Very Nice Ballad.
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Date: 5/15/2010 12:23:00 PM
soup rep
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Date: 5/11/2010 8:29:00 PM
I love the way you write its very detailed and moving.. your an amazing writer. I love this poem, i miss the oak tree too. It makes me think of when i was a child and i would take comfort in nature.
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