Black Oak Poems - Poems about Black Oak

... Today, this black oak forest will become my grave. A crow caws in the distance and I swear it is calling my name. I have never believed in omens or curses but perhaps there are such hateful thi......

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...it’s too wet, too gloomy, too damp putting me in a bad mood, I am too annoyed to write I wanted to picnic today this storm has ruined everything! Dang it! Now the lights have gone out! Even if ......

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...Maple, Elm, .... Black Oak, .. Has Grew! Perfect Pitch, .... Not's Far From, ... View!......

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...My words yield you a calm blue sky. I shall die, albeit on a spring morning. It could be a misty frosty time to pray. Maybe a cold, misty October evening. A little rain, sun, or......

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...As Dawn Woke, Uttering Its First Shining Rays As dawn woke, uttering first shining of its rays Night's darkest veil vanished into whispering winds Rooster's clear crow, signaling a wonderful day......

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...PRELUDE TO "THE DANCING!" Driven asunder, the sword sliced, hacked, and chopped at the bloody mangled thing that was once a stout courageous man, in a black suit, on his way to accounting school......

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...The Tree, In The Corner of The Woods That tree, in the corner of the woods? The one that peers' over the top in a valley, high off the cliffs ridge just over there, Blue Hills. The joyous......

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...(1.) As Eager Sun Rose, Rewarding Its First Bright Gifts As dawn woke, uttering shining of its first rays Night's darkest veil vanished into whispering winds Rooster's clear crow, signaling a w......

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...I Have Spun Tapestries Of Golden Words I have walked paths from dawn's glowing birth across oceans spanning earth's massive girth, from mountains scratching on high, heavenly skies to mysteriou......

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...Sitting on the old black oak, where we used to fish together, lost in the past, I think back, and remember a better day. You wrote to me about your new ship, and new friends, and your new Pontiac,......

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...A noble Black Oak tree stands tall and tranquil Wearing brown, old and dried crumpled leaves Withstanding all autumn and winter storms Without any distress or any grief Golden fall is long gone,......

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...FOREST GIRL I'd walk down through the forest in the rain to see the girl in green and feel her pain uncertain of her life so many ways yet outwardly she'd laugh throughout the days. All dresse......

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...FOREST GIRL I'd walk down through the forest in the rain to see the girl in green and feel her pain uncertain of her life so many ways yet outwardly she'd laugh throughout the days. All dresse......

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...The black oak is faded by the continuous skating of drinks: mugs, snifters, goblets and pint glasses. They remain stationary in formation, anticipating the next pair of thirsty lips to arrive. W......

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...FOREST GIRL I'd walk down through the forest in the rain to see the girl in green and feel her pain uncertain of her life so many ways yet outwardly she'd laugh throughout the days. All dressed ......

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