Oak Poems - Poems about Oak

strands of silver green Spanish moss draping from trees swaying in the breeze...

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In a forest deep where shadows play, Stood a wise old oak, strong and gray. His branches stretched wide, a sheltering hand, While young saplings danced in the sunlit land. One day a storm brewed, fierce and loud, The young saplings trembled, lost in the crowd. “Help us, dear...

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"An acorn grows to a mighty oak" - words, once, my grandpa spoke when I was small. What dear Grandpa forgot to say, long ago, on that happy day, is, "Every oak must fall"....

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The fox was the first one to see the potential of the oak tree He dug his tunnel, so he would be warm in the winter His place was cozy; he was away from the elements It was everything he wanted it to be and more. Bear had no idea fox had chosen this tree. He dug down into the...

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A wizened boy who lived at seventy-two Oak Relaxed in his tub with a lemon salt soak Ate a curly pretzel, downed a harsh throat coke An honest child who sprang from truthful folk Dressed himself in a red and yellow super hero cloak Flew around New York City watching for dangerous smoke News of his heroism quickly readily broke Giving some...

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I have a broken birdwhistle. It sits on my desk Underneath the harsh lamplight. Its end is chipped And I don't know if it still works. I've been too scared to try it, Cause if it doesn't That means I wasted my money. According to my parents, anyway; They gave me that money after all. He's really pretty though. I named him Oak, Because when I got...

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Frequently she said of the other who she compared him to her other Asset based relationship ought not include one or the other men to know whats happening Should one include somethings that is rude and should the other dictate for the other to either ne-go or negate it's all in the wording that it is either excepted or rejected most common then it's mentioned as a point of reflection then she...

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I am sitting under the old oak old tree whose roots and branches have withstood the test of time. I am sitting under the old oak tree with hard woody roots descend in into the deep and spirally arranged leaves, with lobed edges, and a nut that looked like an acorn, borne within a cup,...

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I am sitting outside Oak Park Mall shoppers come in with bags shoppers go out with bags I watch them maneuver those bags in both directions they all seem to be in a hurry hurry in hurry out no one notices me I am invisible it is a powerful feeling I continue to watch I could do this all day...

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an old oak tree stands has seen many years and felt the wrath of seasons...

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. i watched hern nymph spy my whilst ...

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I want to write dirty and convoluted, connected and wet And in the mess of my words Feel the stain run down Over the nice clean ordered objective, detached From the structure you claim to know about I want to write congested And ingested, Not divested of that Which causes me to feel and to think The outpouring of what will not...

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The dogs were line up to pee On what was a special oak tree Frigid, but waited in line All thoughts had crossed their mind Peeing on the tree made them feel glee ...

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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 surrounding my house its calmness has disturbed my placidity For i am now on the look for its whereabouts My instincts guide me, a...

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oak tree wanted to retain her leaves October wind was stealing them in outrageous amounts at night she dreamed of growing her limbs into fingers so she could catch some...

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