Oak Tree
(Oak Tree)
trees stand in a line
like soldiers of our time
they solute as I walk
with branches leering high
blotches of light
is all that appears of the sky
a sea of green
on the ground is seen
with a path like a salmon pink stream
another tree
appears at the end
made of half sky and half green land
an oak tree makes a stand
a tree from many trees
or is it all pretend
without the structure off these trees
could this image of this tree descend?
is there a hidden legend
within this view i see
why does it spring out
so enticingly to me?
Written By Sarah Linklater 05/04/2015
Copyright © Sarah Linklater | Year Posted 2015
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment