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Image: One of Oldest Oak Tree (here)
Imposing presence
Strong oak stood its grounds letting
little acorns sprout
Largely unhindered
Size had its advantages
Enlarged its enclave
Join them to beat them
Fun music among the leaves
Lively ensemble
Susan's hosting at Poets United's Midweek Motif - trees and
Chev's CARPE DIEM #112 - oak deep in the woods
It is amazing the great age such trees can reach, still producing acorns for the cycle to continue.
ReplyDeleteI guess size often has an advantage. Nice to see a tree grow into old, old, age.
ReplyDeleteA happy poem to put to such a worthy, wonderful tree. Long may you live dear old tree.
ReplyDeleteSize is a big advantage for trees ~ I smiled at your last stanza, ha ~
ReplyDeleteJoining ...but no one can beat them! Nice.
ReplyDeletebig or small trees always have a soothing comforting effect on life
ReplyDeletefun music among the trees indeed....i love old big trees...i would def be wanting to climb it...smiles.
ReplyDeleteSometimes bigger is better especially with a nice beat
ReplyDeleteAs a young boy in WW2 play meant running off to the woods and climbing trees and surveying the world at a great advantage. Wish I could that now!
ReplyDeleteThat is one big tree. Could be used or a lot
ReplyDeleteGreat poem for a really great tree. Wow that's big.
ReplyDeleteWhat a glorious and venerable old tree that is. I like that it is protected and assisted, in its spot.......
ReplyDeleteah...the wise old oak and so giving....
ReplyDeleteNice to make music among those leaves!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful trees. And, ha, I can almost hear the ensemble playing.
ReplyDeleteI love oak trees. Your words show their strength and life. Nicely done Hank!
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