Oak Poems - Poems about Oak

...— — — — — — — — — — Children’s hands stained with fruit color in spring water, right next to the old mill where the yellow sand is sprinkled into rocks. Moss and blueberries on lumps of discarde......Read the rest...

...A giant lived among the trees a woodland home of oak and elm of birch, of sycamore, a roof of leaves but treelings bothered, pestered him did run amok, did taunt and tease play and run around hi......Read the rest...

... As he entered the room he pushed the oak door firmly against the wall trapping the shadows in a makeshift Tobelerone his hands frantic on the light switch Even during the hottest summers he dec......Read the rest...

...nestled by river secluded by big oak tree campers paradise......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I go to the forest for rest, for serenity that flows as cool river waters. Above me wave the great arms, clothed in the greens of every palate, the verdant......Read the rest...

... The temperature hit 94 degrees in Florida yesterday which, in itself, is an alarming stat… but the 90% humidity made it feel quite a bit hotter than that. So why, in the midst of this Florida ......Read the rest...

...The moisture from this Morning’s dew Supplemented natures Humidity and hue Plants as if living And growing so big Overtook the yard Prompting me to dig Holes of future Bulbs and seeds Era......Read the rest...

...ancient oak with hapless owl longs to shed his bark and fly into the sunniest day young and wisdom free ......Read the rest...

... In fall its leave color browish red and orange Oak tree nature meaning occult Ever think of owning sapplings known as oaklings Oaklings somewhat oak like I have seen Oarfish I certainly  oufgu......Read the rest...

... I am Lilith, like a ghost pipe under oak shadows of Tomorrow River Valley hiding in-between hours, roots sipping moonlit juice borrowed from Eden, a deception of men ascending into the hollow o......Read the rest...

...Exquisite Toronto water reflections Lake’s hair is in pretty natural stagnant ringlets An owl takes a perch in the design I see her lovely paths lead somewhere oak trees are readily reflected in ......Read the rest...

... The rye mustard field, glowing with a morning diva, faded in colors within afternoon The river runs just beside ; “O reverie! What shall the song be in the chanting verse, unsung in me and th......Read the rest...

...Under the mantle of night, a deep and melancholic murmur, The calling of a sacred land, an echo from the depths of the soul, People, understand, uncover plans cloaked in darkness, Every word is a ......Read the rest...

...Feet patter through the leaves of the oak wood Her breaths frantic blond hair bent back Stops swivels and pivots seeing all she could Body sways and she prays for air to catch Then she see it lu......Read the rest...

...Unlovable opinionated Mr. Crow struts around like he owns the town We love seeing him, he is always in a blue mood, his beak in a frown. He owns the largest oak tree if you ask the other birds and ......Read the rest...