Sunday, February 8, 2015

Standing Tall Through all Seasons
















In my journey I came  upon  a  tree 
a  noble  oak , tis  king  of the  green  world 
vast  cosmic  fortress  of wisdom is he
through  all  seasons he  remains  a  rare  pearl 

strong  roots planted  deep  into  the  rich   earth 
branching  out  , needing  space  to  freely  breathe
blossoming  spring  buds,  welcoming  new  birth
summer poets  dream   under  a  green   wreathe     

fall   leaves ,  wearing  a crown of  reddish  gold
in the  cold  winter   snow , he bares his soul
carving words  in his bark, stories  untold 
quenching hungry thirst  as  thunderstorms  roll 

visitors  come  and  rest  their weary feet
listening  to  his songs,  catching  each  beat

sharing with Poets United..A Sonnet
written for a friend..

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52 comments:

  1. Sherry Blue SkyFebruary 08, 2015

    So beautiful, and noble, that old oak! We have them in our yards, on this street, breathing peace down on us through the seasons, and blessing us with his leaves.

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 08, 2015

      They are a very strong tree offering much to the landscape.

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  2. Alex J. CavanaughFebruary 08, 2015

    He bares his soul - that's so very true!

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  3. Brian MillerFebruary 08, 2015

    lovely...there is nothing lovely as a tree...
    and if i was a tree, i would want to be one that kids played on
    and people sat under to enjoy the shade...and i might even let them
    carve a name in me, so they come back to see me years later...
    smiles.

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 08, 2015

      I image a swing hanging from a sturdy limb..with a gentle push reaching for the sky..all things are possible..

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  4. ZQFebruary 08, 2015

    Sweet!

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  5. MaryFebruary 08, 2015

    This poem makes me feel very restful..it is a wonderful read for mid-winter, Truedessa.

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 08, 2015

      Thanks Mary, I sure wish spring would arrive as winter has been long.

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  6. Pat HattFebruary 08, 2015

    Standing tall though every season, changing over and over. One has to be mighty indeed. A peaceful place to rest ones head too.

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 08, 2015

      I agree...a great place to rest my weary head and dream for a bit as I cloud watch...

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  7. Donna@LivingFromHappinessFebruary 08, 2015

    I love this poem and the image of the tree in all seasons. I am drawn to trees and the strength I feel around them....your words ring so true for me...

    'strong roots planted deep into the rich earth
    branching out , needing space to freely breathe
    blossoming spring buds, welcoming new birth'

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 08, 2015

      Thanks Donna, I am happy the tree spoke to you..

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  8. ScarletFebruary 08, 2015

    The ending couplet is my favorite ~ I can't wait for spring now to blossom forth ~

    Grace

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 09, 2015

      Oh sweet spring I hope it arrives soon..

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  9. Rosemary Nissen-WadeFebruary 08, 2015

    I love trees! We don't have oaks in Australia (unless imported, in botanical gardens) but I can imagine their majesty and protective feel.

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 09, 2015

      Thanks Rosemary, I could get lost in a botanical garden.

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  10. UnknownFebruary 08, 2015

    Your words nicely honor the beautiful 4-Season image.

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  11. GabriellaFebruary 08, 2015

    I enjoyed the serene tone of your poem as well as the way you showed that beautiful oak through the four seasons.

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 09, 2015

      Gabriella thanks I quietly wait for the season to change. As, spring pushes through the frozen earth and thaws the landscape.

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  12. SusanFebruary 08, 2015

    Sweet sonnet of seasonal cycles!

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  13. ClaudiaFebruary 08, 2015

    the bareness of the soul during winter was what touched me most here... it's a good metaphor for the winters in our lives as well

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 09, 2015

      That is true..it takes courage to bare ones soul..

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  14. brudbergFebruary 09, 2015

    Trees are wonderful, but among the trees the oaks are particularly lovely... We have an oak in our garden..

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 09, 2015

      Bjorn, There are so many wonderful trees, but this tree is a very strong tree with deep roots.

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  15. Gillena CoxFebruary 09, 2015

    Luv the seasonal phases in your poem and your choice of image to compliment

    Much love...

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 09, 2015

      Thank you Gillena

      wishing you peace and light...

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  16. kelvin s.m.February 09, 2015

    Whoever that friend of yours, surely he / she will get inspired by this. I, too, was inspired by your beautiful sonnet, Truedesa. A cheerful & tender piece. Thank you!

    - ksm

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 09, 2015

      Always so nice when you visit. If I can spread some inspiration then writing the poem was well worth the effort. Thank you..

      have a great day!

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  17. Optimistic ExistentialistFebruary 09, 2015

    Very beautiful poem, Truedessa. We could all take lessons from the Oak, couldn't we?

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 09, 2015

      Some trees are definitely worth listening to..

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  18. Jae RoseFebruary 09, 2015

    Oh to know what a tree thinks and feels - thank you for letting us in ;)

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 09, 2015

      Ah, we can all hear their messages if we only listen..thanks :)

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  19. Blue GrumpsterFebruary 09, 2015

    I'm all smiles now. And in case you missed me... I'm back. I'm not a fan of winter. Spring is my all-time favorite.

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 09, 2015

      A smiling blue guy makes me think of sunny skies. I noticed you were back ready to push forth in the arms of spring.

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  20. A Beer for the ShowerFebruary 09, 2015

    This is wonderful, and I love the imagery of a red-gold crown of leaves. Also, let us not forget the noble king who bears fruit and offers of himself not just shade but food for weary travelers. Picking an apple from the apple tree in the middle of a game of tag was always a cherished childhood memory.

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 09, 2015

      The noble king who wears a crown. An oak trees has acorns which they willingly share as they drop some here and there. The little critters eagerly eat them. Oh, I do enjoy that crunch from an apple
      straight from the tree.

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  21. Myrna R.February 09, 2015

    What a lucky friend to have such a beautiful sonnet dedicated to him/her.
    I love the images here and the poetic flow. Great poem!

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  22. humbirdFebruary 09, 2015

    It's nice and comforting to find the solace in the tree, which shares his wisdom with us...just be there, feel and listen....wonderful! thank you! ~ elegant sonnet too x

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 09, 2015

      Thank you so much humbird..trees bring a sense of calmness to the soul.

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  23. Brother OllieFebruary 09, 2015

    Good on you to tackle a classic form. Disciplined!

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 09, 2015

      I try, I guess there is always room for improvement, but I wrote it as I felt it. thanks!

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  24. kaykualaFebruary 09, 2015

    The noble oak had always been revered. It is in the forefront among the big trees to be written about and commented. You've very wonderfully kept that tradition here, Truedessa!

    Hank

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    1. TruedessaFebruary 09, 2015

      Thank Hank..It is a noble tree..I am more of a weeping willow, but it is good to know that there are strong oaks we can lean on in the journey.

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  25. PokeyFebruary 10, 2015

    An excellent writing honoring the beautiful and noble Oak tree. Thanks for sharing:)

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  26. Gen Giggles February 10, 2015

    Great story and view on the seasons.

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