To The Oaks Poem by Rachel Harris

There’s a road that carries
A curse
Through a canyon few dare
Traverse
Through the nightmares bound
To the oaks

Where the spreading branches
Lie low
There the shade of the trees
Is shadow
There flowers are tied
To the oaks

When leaves rustle in the wind
Overhead
Like misty voices lost
Of the dead
Like the memories that cling
To the oaks

Here on the road
They vanished
Whither do they lie?
Many have wished
They held the secrets known
Only
To the oaks