Old Oak

Hard the road that trekked our life.

 

 

1500 yr old Oak

The sun sinks low in the sky

while the moon slowly rises

Dreams this way linger long

for tomorrow-in all its guises

 

I look back longing my days

just to find where I fell last

How can we see the future

who don't remember our past

 

Hard the road we trekked in life

living well as some had done

Youth hides the tears in shadow

paths shown by the ageless sun

 

I once held life's greatest joy

futures road lie before me

All that was or ever been

blessed as the tall Oak tree

 

Hope, my shoulder to the wind

muscles gleamed in the noon sun

Strong was my back that carried

the hopes that you were the one

 

Tate

Author's Note

For she who crossed roads with me then diverged in the woods.

Reviews

[Muse]

I felt you looking towards the future..reflecting on the past...reminiscing in the moment. I liked the title and the picture too...so telling. The Old Oak is said to be wise....it's limbs providing an umbrella to life's storms...the bark over time sluffs away like our own skin....yet it grows new bark...like a rebirth of sorts. The shade it provides is always so forgiving from the harsh glare of the sun. If only we could carry that old oak tree around with us every where we went. Maybe then we wouldn't feel so vulnerable.

I once held life's greatest joy

futures road lie before me

All that was or ever been

blessed as the tall Oak tree


A tree that lives to be old..like us mortals is truly blessed.
"Age is a reward...not a right."

[Tate Morgan]

Beth you are deep thinker. This was written to an old girlfriend. The thought was to thank her for the time we spent together and let her know no hard feelings

[Muse]

beautifull shared

[Tate Morgan]

thank you

[R J Askew]

Very positive, uplifting. The tree seems a great model for how life should be, with its strength and constancy.

[Domo]

Very nice, I am extremely satisfied with this poem.
~Domo~

[Sean M. Addams]

i thought you did an awesome job on this one... beautifully done..imagery was great!!! a very impressive write!!

[Bud]

First I must say the photograph is beautiful. Reminds me of a couple trees that I used to go to to think. Get in touch with nature, and balance the chaos in my mind.
Yes, hopes of one being "The One". With every trial and error one gets one person closer to that one. With each passing, the appreciation potential kicks up another notch. Once that one is found, they'll be sure to never be let go. I like the way you incorporate the course of a day, the elemental side of it. Like a watch of records. The future? Well, it has been said, that if you want to see the future, look in the past - God
Another meaningful, and Outstanding work or Excellent art, Tate!

[Helen Crutchett]

Truly outstanding poem. Deep reflection upon life done so eloquently
Tate. Loved the analogy throughout this.

"The sun sinks low in the sky;
While the moon slowly rises.
Dreams this way linger long;
For tomorrow-in all it's guises."

Beautiful work! ~Helena

[Magdelena]

Tate this was beautiful! Such imagery in each stanza, word. I felt so many feeling flying at me with this.. As we age we look back at our youth, oh so wasted on the young, I think! yet with knoweldge we hope we gain, we move ahead.. Sometimes our paths don't land us where we wish. Our life may not be as we wanted. Our love may have gone and disappeared.. For I have searched high and low, and then decided to give up my search, for I believe fate will lend a hand.. All was so good i couldn't put my finger on just one certain piece..

but these lines were my favorites. Fantastic!!!!

Mags xx

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I look back longing my days;
Just to find where I fell last.
How can we see the future;
Who don't remember our past?

Hard the road that trekked our life;
We lived well as some had done.
Youth hides the tears in shadows;
Of paths shown by ageless sun.

I once held life's greatest joy;
Futures road lay before me.
All that was or ever been.
Mighty as a tall Oak tree.

Hope with shoulder to the wind;
Muscles gleam in the noon sun.
Strong was my back that carried;
The hopes that you were the one.

[An owl on the moon]

This was such an expressive journey, taking us into the past as the world came to light and love, and the present as you look back and feel the remembrance of what was. Amazing depth and beauty here.

[Tina Kline]

As I read this I got the feeling of a little sadness here. Looking back
can made us sad or happy, depending. I believe if we don't look back
and see who we were we can't move into the future to be who we will
become. The ending is where I sense a bit of sadness, it ends like there
was some disappointment with a hopeful relationship perhaps. Or something
else.

But overall, a great poem. Very very well written.
Liked it a lot!

[Hannah Monttkomepy]

This was a beautiful poem and I love the meaning behind it.
I don't quite get some of your wording though... Maybe some of it's was a fatfinger, or maybe you want it like that, I don't know.

I thought it was very nice nevertheless =D

[VintageHottie]

There is definately a somber feel to this poem. A yearning for knowledge, a yearning for peace and love are also here. You took me to many parts of my past in this beautiful write and to parts of my future, that I am both afraid of and looking forward to experiencing. Thanks for sharing.. ;)