Oak Poems - Poems about Oak

... Angels are unable to handle these 'Sylvia Plath' sorrows, hiding their halos - mute to my concerns. Love has abandoned me, left me to decay in an open grave, where flesh eating insects ......Read the rest...

...Old growth forests are a sight to behold Humans wiping them out makes me angry Politicos who support this can go to Hell Angel Oaks,giant cedars and Redwoods ......Read the rest...

...Disco ball of memories jostle for attention. An oak tree of a man encasing: Sunflower children's smiles and bear hugs Dancing around the room forevermore... Every piece of you, given so freely, ......Read the rest...

...You don’t know any better when you’re first married at three in a plastic princess dress beneath an old oak tree but then fifteen years later it all comes crashing down your mother asks what’s ......Read the rest...

...I wake up at the break of dawn. the sun light fills my room I look out at the wonderous view and its glow that feels so warm. and then I remember we used to share this wonderous time of day ......Read the rest...

...Chapter Four: The Rescue Out he dashed, into wind and rain, his big ears flying behind! He caught the scent of the little pup, she'd not be hard to find. Back at the Rainbow Bridge Oa......Read the rest...

...Chapter two: Meet the neighbors Through the woods that surround the village that we just saw, runs a swift, and crooked creek, where one could wash a dirty paw. Follow the trail just pa......Read the rest...

...The antiquated train station in Omaha could make a marvelous house Are you kidding? My spouse asked. You are kidding, right? I was not kidding, my mind saw a potential no one else saw. We bid on i......Read the rest...

...An evening breeze tickles the leaves on trees; and an ancient oak tree creeks, sighs, and heaves. As silhouettes merge, they soon disappear, and the owls and bats advance their premiere.......Read the rest...

...The Last Viking There had been a storm, that uprooted  an old oak that exposed a gave the grave of the last Viking, a rusty  sword beside him its grip was made  fallen stars, he had been a chief......Read the rest...

...As if you were a bell chiming on the shores of oblivion, A sweet murmur, yet dim, bathing in the cold waters of misunderstanding. And the world, imprisoned in the bars of indifference, has forgotte......Read the rest...

...Where is that tulip painter? Someone asked in a strange way. Someone said, “Think I saw him on the sky wind today. “ Yesterday he was crawling out of an oak tree’s knothole. He is a wise artist fo......Read the rest...

...Written: April 14, 2024, For Silent One Forgotten Fields Contest Rumi Verse: “Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul l......Read the rest...

...Strophe I Oh ancient cedar so grand, huge and wise In BC’s old growth glen;I. did encountered thee I sat beneath your trunk and asked advice ; I sensed the presence of the cedar tree II I ......Read the rest...

...I cannot sleep so through the aperture I look, The crescent shining a marvellous bright The scenery as if straight out of a book, The sound of the crickets in the dead of the night, A stoic sound......Read the rest...