I am an old oak bowed by years,
knee-deep in my fractured limbs,
leafless, bare of bark and splintered,
destroyed by lightning in a storm.
I am an old oak fraught with scars,
and here you are with saw and axe
already stained with another tree’s sap –
I’ve anchored my roots to thwart your task.
Kim M. Russell, 2nd June 2019
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetry Form: Quatrain, also linked to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Tuesday Platform
I missed this poetry form while I was busy with my seasonal work, which has taken me three weeks to complete, during which time I managed to write only two poems and six haiku. Thankfully, I’m back to my daily writing routine this morning, and am frantically trying to catch up. I hope I’m not too late for this one.
I chose to emulate the Coleridge ballad with the ABCB rhyme pattern, but with slant rhyme. The Rime of the Ancient Mariner is an old favourite of mine. I have a 1978 reprint of the Chatto & Windus edition which was first published in 1949, wonderfully illustrated by Mervyn Peake.
Stunning work on the Coleridge ballad form, Kim! ❤️ I have missed reading your poetry!! 😘😘
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Thank you, Sanaa! I’ve missed you too.
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already stained with another tree’s sap –
I’ve anchored my roots to thwart your task.
There is always a fight back when one is faced with those conniving bullies who ram home their strength against obvious weaknesses!
Hank
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There certainly is Hank!
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First I felt like we are all becoming old oaks and then yes, fight back!
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😊
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Great poem Kim. I think it’s a cool poem too (The Rime of the Ancient Mariner)!
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Thank you!
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What a beautiful poem Kim. We’ve missed you!
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Thank you so much, Linda. I’ve missed you too.
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I love the voice of this old oak. It’s honest assessment of it’s weaknesses don’t make it any less determined even in the face of the inevitable.
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We have a huge oak in our village, which I’ve photographed several times and it always looks different..
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I really like that you took the point of view of the tree. Even when seemingly “dead” they have a vibrant living presence. (K)
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Trees are wonderful.
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Yes they are, in every respect.
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“stained with another tree’s sap” and the sad si g if this tree – beautiful
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Thank you, Margaret.
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I hope it holds on tight.
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I’m sure it will, Sherry!
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Having used a saw on some old oak branches I know they can fight back quite well… may it stay and be a habitat.
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There is one in our village that it enormous!
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Wonderful poem. Thise old trees can be gnarly. More power to them!
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When I was little, we had a favourite oak tree we loved to climb. It was a friendly one.
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I like how you described the trees resistance at the end and the reference to another tree’s sap on the saw and ax.
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Thank you, Frank.
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A twinge of sadness here for the old lady. She is no match for the saw.
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I think she is, Jim! Have you heard of hearts of oak? Both willow and bay trees in my garden are fighting back after a close trim. Oaks are mighty. 😉
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This poem paints a beautiful picture even if the inserted photo was not there. Very inspiring writing.
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Thank you kindly. I will check to see what has happened to the image. I had problems adding one of my own photos today but haven’t posted that poem yet.
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lready stained with another tree’s sap… that was so heart wrenching…
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This one tugs at my heart, having just finished reading The Overstory. The last line says it all. Thank you.
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Thank you for reading and commenting, Yvonne. The Overstory took over while I was reading it and it echoes in my life every day.
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Glad you’re able to write again, Kim. You do the Ornery Oak honor with your poem ❤
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Thank you, Jade. 🙂
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You are welcome 🙂
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Beautiful Kim. It breaks my heart when I see those men cutting down old trees.
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Thank you, Grace.
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