Old Oak & Old Memories

The idea for this one emerged very spontaneously, as it sometimes does. Just imagined a rural scene, with an old oak and a wandering; yet happy traveller...

Part One: Sayeth the happy wanderer:-

(I) Oh wise old Oak,
Pray tell what you have seen,
I be just a happy wanderer,
It's knowledge which I gleam,
To tell me not twould be mean,

(II) Over hill and dale I've wandered,
Through fields of grass and 🌽 corn,
Wheat fields and lovers' nests,
Streamlets stream where I take my rest,
Each new day ever on the cresp,

Part Two: Sayeth The Wise Old Oak:-

(I) I look down from way up high,
My crown is wisdom boasteth I,
Matchstick folk mingling with cattle,
Why there's Robin Hood!,
Testing his mettle,

(II) The heads of lovers kissing,
Birds drifting by,
Clouds of many colours,
Restless not I,
But trueth that I sigh - as life pass me by.

Author's Note

Let me know your thoughts..?

Reviews

[Şenay🥀]

The tree representing growth, change, or resilience, like the journey of life that is full of twists and turns.
Especially loved the ending of your poem:
The heads of lovers kissing,
Birds drifting by,
Clouds of many colours,
Restless not I,
But trueth that I sigh - as life pass me by.

Beautifully written.

[Twilight]

Yes. Thankyou, Senay.

[aliceenamour]

I like this one. Make mine Rosalie-O's words.

[LisaCarol]

This was a fun and engaging poem. I really liked hearing both sides the Happy Wanderer and Wise Old Oak. It was a wonderful journey. Thank you for sharing your writing.

[Rosalie-O]

I like the old, almost archaic style and the conversational tone of the piece. If Old Oaks like this one could actually speak they would have many, many interesting tales to tell and wisdom to pass on.

Line 4….’glean’. Nicely composed.

[Pryde Foltz]

The trees are watching and protecting. Lovely, lovely verse here. A truly fantastic write.

[Glenda]

Hi Julian, to me, spontaneous writing is the best. After the initial write, if I keep going over it except to correct spelling, ect, I find the magic being destroyed. I like this as it is. The magic is there!
How are you?

[Twilight]

I'm OK. I have the impression that you're fairly stable, at the moment; and seem to have added a lot of writing over recent days. I don't want to abandon my promise, of gradually becoming one of your friends. I haven't started my Demonicus Day story, as yet (the one I mentioned to you fairly recently). I have some basic ideas in mind for it, but stories always take longer than poems. For better or worse, I still like what I know of you.

[Twilight]

And, I'm pleased that you seemed to like this poem.

[Glenda]

Julian, please stop talking about my bipolar. I want to know about you. How are you and Demonicus Day, of course. I know it was important to you to finish.

[Twilight]

OK. Yes, I really am fine by autistic standards lol.! It will be medieval, Demonicus Day. In it, the setting is a small rural community; with most of what happens occurring on a village. A soothsayer brings news, of an ancient prophecy which is about to become a horrifying reality...

[Twilight]

There will be several key characters, such as a village priest, irate farmers and an apothecary for example. I don't want to reveal too much about it, at this stage - so you're very honoured to be granted; this sneak preview lol..! A Glenda K "exclusive", I guess.?

[Glenda]

you should really let me take a peek at it

[Glenda]

ok love I gotta go

[Twilight]

OK. Bye, for now. Keeping my promise. Do take care.

[Glenda]

I fucked up just forget me

I'm so sorry..You are such a good guy