Oak Tree Poems | Examples

The Oak Within

she is an oak tree
roots drink storms in deep silence
still she shades the dawn

My Mother is an Oak Tree

My mother is an oak tree.

I sleep beneath her sunlit arms,
My skin dappled with light.

I know she is my mother because she is warmth.

I have never known a warmth like this,
sleepy and sunlit

How could I?

My mother is an oak tree.

Oak Tree-CM

Oak tree stands tall
Roots grip the stones
Sky it has known

Sun shines above
Shade brings relief
To men in grief

On firm branches
Birds build their nest
At dusk to rest

Storms it has faced
Winds rush and roar
It withstands more

Emblem of strength
It endures gales
Amidst the vales

Silent it waits
Seasons will turn
Lessons we learn

an old oak tree

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

Oak tree

Me
I see
I see you
And all you do
You are my passion 
And now you will
Embrace me
You know
Me

Old oak tree

Rings on an old oak tree boasting of its age

oak tree senses our magic powers

my soldier of an oak tree must think we have magic powers
he used to guard cousins park where our grandchildren played
they spent lots of time there in the summer laughing and chatting

now he guards the same territory, but the occupants are dogs.
they are as happy and sassy as the grandchildren, but they have tails
and a swimming pool, where they like to splash and jump.

oak tree probably wonders if we are going to wave a wand and change him.
Will they change me into a lilac tree or a day lily?
He gives me suspicious looks now.

Oak Tree at Night

           oak tree in night light

           finger silent leaves and trunk 

           shadows sanctify ~

I Am a Oak Tree

Mighty and sturdy I stand
My branches they do not sway
Squirrels devour my acorns
Lord of the woods they pronounce
Sheltering the forest floor
Nothing escapes my notice
Yet staying benevolent
For I am friend to all
Unparalleled and tall
Behold my majesty

I Am a Live Oak Tree

I stand tall and green, shading, like an umbrella,
Towering over the gray shingle roofs of my neighborhood.
And evergreen I am called; I stay green all year round.
My leaves never turn golden and russet colors
That float down and gather among the emerald-green grass.
Only my fallen acorns that lie scattered are gathered
By the squirrels that scurry around.
My leaves dance when the exhalation breath waltzes around
And tickles my fancy. At night, the mockingbirds perch
Among my limbs and serenade me to sleep.

I Am an Oak Tree

Allow me to introduce myself to you. 
I knew your dad and grandfather too. 
I am an oak tree, one hundred years old. 
I've lived through hot weather. I've lived through the cold. 
I won't be happy til you climb on my limbs.
I'm your home away from home til twilight dims.
Hop up on the swing your grandpappy built. 
Go as high as you can - I'd say, "full tilt". 
Enjoy my acorns, my squirrels and my shade,
and I hope your children will play where you played.

I am an Oak Tree

As a young Oak-Ent, I wander wild and carefree.
Unbound by roots, I'm a joyful, happy tree.
The wind blows through my lichen beard.
The rain keeps my eyes open wide, and cleared.
I'm a rolling stone with moss for hair.
My limbs glistening with dew in the air.
Yet time will come when I'm too root bound.
To dance while carrying my heavy pot around.
I'll find a clearing in the forest crown.
Where I can set my roots, and settle down.

I Am An Oak Tree

I am an oak tree and my sister stands near,
our roots intertwined for many a year,
we hold up the soil where sweet grass once grew
for all the young children to play and run through,
now we're a pasture for cows that will graze.

Twin Oaks we are named by a road that runs by
as we still lift our branches to clouds in the sky,
and remain unchanged in the landscape of things~
though folks barely notice in their rush to catch rings
of glittery gold in life's tough tangled maze.

wind shakes my oak tree

wind shakes my oak tree
she moves like an old rag doll
leaves as limp as yarn

Oak Tree Hiku 46

                                           Oak Tree Hiku 46

lonely oak tree
battered by storms and men~
nature`s grace standing tall.

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