I live inside your shell
sheltered and safe from all outside
your veins once sent life from the soil's deep well
to emerald green, whose crown, in sun did abide
Having sucked the strength from the ground
with descending roots that griped the earth
ages of light transformed, now in rings abound
In a mighty oak's womb I await daily birth
From your aged creaking cracks, comes a lullaby
Instead of water, out of the soul's well, you absorb my tears
A protective mother, all threats you nullify
With walls of years you shield me from looming fears
From a cold hecatomb, your skeleton warms me
The beauty of your grain adorns my humble abode
your spirit of sacrifice lingers and will immortal be
I feel your life force, comforting me at the end of my road
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Online)
- Published: February 11th, 2024 05:45
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, Bella Shepard
Comments6
You hibernating in it?! lol.
Only in the winter. It's summer here now. Thanks for the read Orchi
I keep forgetting. It's like UK August weather for you now, yes?
So true
Log cabins are a rustic wonder!
Indeed mine made of sawed planks is a haven on the edge of the forest where I spend half of the year. Thanks so much for the review.
Would love to see her some time!
I cannot choose a favourite line or stanza, Sir, your poetry is remarkable, and so too is your imagery and the inspiration that you share within your words. 🌹
Thank you Teddy, once again I feel humbled, I think your remarks are too gracious. As I submitted this to another site, it wouldn't accept it, saying it was created by AI and I had to submit a certification that it was not before it was posted. How strange the day we live in. I always look forward to your comments my most humble thanks.
Maybe we can speak a bit about the fact that some people just cannot bring themselves to applaud such a fine poet, but I always believe that a true poet can appreciate the beauty and talents of another 🌹 I use the word hate for Ai as I find it takes away the humanity and the true gifts we have all been given to write and draw. Biggest of hugs dearest sorenbarret
Tremendous work.
Thank you Thomas
Rich in imagery and emotional connection, for the tree that built the cabin, its essence ever present. Such an incredible refuge, and so beautifully described!
Thank you Bella your comments are always so welcome. thank you so much for the read.
Wonderful words and wonderful feelings to be in that cabin soren.
Andy
Thank you Andy we all construct the cabins we live in. Your read and comments are deeply appreciated.
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