The Old Oak Tree: Countless Wonder In The World Poem by Almedia Knight-Oliver

Canopy-tree hangs shaped by mature heads
Sunshine filters through leaves of the trees
Lush grass silently resting while watching
Stars, the moon and sun moving in silence
Sounds of songs and praise of birdsong helps
To escape this nightmarish day and tomorrow’s dread
But this old oak tree lost the biggest share of beauty and majesty
Domestic shade house no longer keep snow off the roof
Losing bark is sign and more omens- or could be
Skin infection, fungus is out and inside- -hush!
Seems old tree is laid low similar to a crone
What to do about things that time guides; be
“Today’s mighty oak” [was] “just
Yesterday’s nut that held its ground” or
Tomorrow prepare for cleaning out, and
Next day early morning begin pruning
Old oak, and the following day to check
To see what’s hiding there and remove
Any unwanted parts.



June 27,2015