Mighty Oak

The tip of each leaf ends precisely
where sunshine greets it so nicely
its bark, an old weathered coat
feeds the quaint Yellowthroat
with a bug or two
refreshing dew
crown to ground
profound
tree

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: United States

Favorite Poets: I tend to read Ted Kooser, Jim Harrison, Billy Collins, Paul Simon, Robert Frost. I like minimalist poetry, and poems reflecting on nature and Mother Earth.

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Comments

Frederick Kesner

11 months ago

I thoroughly enjoyed this

I thoroughly enjoyed this poem, L. From its apex to its base and everything in between! A worthy posting, indeed.

Lavender

11 months ago

Hello, CB,

Thanks, thanks, and ever thanks! :)
So glad you enjoyed this!
L

Rula

11 months ago

A profound

Nonet to describe such a mighty tree indeed..
Your grand use of words gave this tree it's justice indeed.
As always my dear friend, an amazing read
Thank you for sharing!

Lavender

11 months ago

Thank you, Dear Rula,

I always appreciate your love of structured poetry and your generous comments!
Lx

|Wallyroo92

10 months 3 weeks ago

Mighty Oak

I like the concreteness to it. I usually enjoy pieces like that (given that we have the ability to format it to give it that visual aesthetic).
Nicely done.

Lavender

10 months 3 weeks ago

Hello, Wallyroo,

I'm so glad you felt the solid nature of this. I wanted the form to represent the measurement and character of the mighty oak.
Thank you for reading!
L