Jan Oskar Hansen Poet Blank verse

Olive Trees

Olive trees

with warming 
of the land
a plant appeared
to thrive 
the olive plant.
where do they get water from
the morning dew
or the memory 
for better days.
Near the house there
are a forest of them
look like an army 
of ancient soldiers 
who have stopped walking
gnarled and crocked 
will not march no more.
Every year they are full of olives.
Hundred of years old
they have seen it all.
Love has been made 
under their soft ground
but an olive tree
tells no tales.

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