Black Oak Poems - Poems about Black Oak

Portal - part 1

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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...

This Weather Will Not Poison a Poets Pen

...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 ...

Perfect Pitch

...Maple, Elm, .... Black Oak, .. Has Grew!

Perfect Pitch, .... Not's Far From, ... View!...

The Day I Die

...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...

As Dawn Woke, Uttering Its First Shining Rays

...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...

The Dancing

...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...

The Tree, In the Corner of the Woods

...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...

She That Love Satisfied and I Would Die To Please

...(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...

I Have Spun Tapestries of Golden Words

...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...

Memorial Day Remembrance

...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,...

A Black Oak Tree

...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,...

Forest Girl

...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...

Forest Girl

...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...

Cogitatio

...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...

Forest Girl

...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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