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

1 month 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

1 month ago

Hello, CB,

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

Rula

1 month 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

1 month ago

Thank you, Dear Rula,

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

Wallyroo92

3 weeks 4 days 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

3 weeks 2 days 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