sherrie tappenden

Oak

secure in the knowledge
of dried ancient bone,
safe in the arms
of moss-wall and stone.

cunning eyes
random swift
seeks shelter in leaf,
looks for comfort and
reaches out blind
for belief.

trusted landscape of days
and years that are known,
stranded on mountains
of moss-wall and stone.

cheated eyes
false pretence
makes home in the leaf,
eats away and decay cuts
into belief.

Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 8, 2009

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Comments about Oak by sherrie tappenden

  • Lynda Robson (3/31/2009 4:31:00 PM)

    Well written descriptive piece, I enjoyed this very much

    10
    Lynda xx

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  • Ian Bowen (3/29/2009 3:39:00 AM)

    Sherrie, much to like in this very well written piece.10/10
    Ian

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  • Emma Pearson (3/19/2009 9:18:00 AM)

    Nice visual descriptions, lovely. Keep writing =].

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