Through the Oak

By skinner_jennifer

Thu, 19 Jan 2012

1968 reads

8 comments

A rustling sound
through ancient Oak
foretold of what would be,
ruffled leaves...dappled
on a Summer's breeze,

rich soil lays claim
to your name...your
roots rough and tumble,
a Celtic knot winding
forever weaving life,

once a gentle female
to tell the spirits way,
but a god with indication
roared his humiliation,
transcribing history when
Zeus seized the day.

A Winter's moon
guides the King
with bough displayed,
to speak of Gods
who had control of
withered leaves...
till Spring's new buds
then unfold – a rich
fortune to behold.

Comments

this is very good Jenny- I

Permalink Submitted by Highhat on Thu, 2012-01-19 16:20

this is very good Jenny- I love your poetic style..It is very folksy AND spiritual.. ;)Pia

Thanks for reading Pia and

Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on Thu, 2012-01-19 16:38

Thanks for reading Pia and for your kind comment. It's actually based on an old Greek legend that I've been reading. Jenny.

Hi there, Jenny. I agree

Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on Thu, 2012-01-19 18:12

Hi there, Jenny. I agree with Pia, both kind of spiritual and folksy. Just a minor point Spring's needs an apostrophe. This stanza is my favourite. "rich soil lays claim to your name...your roots rough and tumble, a Celtic knot winding forever weaving life," I have a ring in the shape of a Celctic knot, actually, and I love your description of the knot, 'winding forever, weaving life'. Very apt;-) Much enjoyed. Tina

Really enjoyed this,

Permalink Submitted by TVR on Thu, 2012-01-19 19:54

Really enjoyed this, Jenskins. Excellent use of language. Like a good maturing wine, you continue to get better and better. a Celtic knot winding forever weaving life love that! sue

TVR

Hi there Tina, you know I

Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on Thu, 2012-01-19 22:57

Hi there Tina, you know I wrote Spring's in the office when I wrote the poem and it told me I was wrong, so I'm so grateful that you confirmed I was right the first time, you can't always trust that spell checker. I'm so pleased you enjoyed reading this poem, it's based on a sacred oak tree grove, that lives in a hallowed sanctuary in Dodona, which is in Greece. There is a wonderful story behind the sacred oaks. I know what you mean about the celtic knots, I think they are wonderful and full of history. I bet your ring is very special to you, so much a part of our history is based on the celtic knot. Thankyou so much for reading and leaving that kind comment. Jenny.

Great to hear from you again

Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on Thu, 2012-01-19 23:08

Great to hear from you again sue, I loved your comment, being compared to a fine wine, that's such a compliment. I've been reading a lot of Greek Mythology lately, I know most people learn all that in school, but I'm just getting hooked now, it's all so mysterious and fascinating. Anyway thankyou for reading and letting me know. Jenskins.

Hello Jennifer, I wanted you

Permalink Submitted by Denzella on Fri, 2012-01-20 07:11

Hello Jennifer, I wanted you to know how much I enjoyed your poem too. I envy your poetic skills. Thanks for sharing.

Hi there Denzella, I'm so

Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on Fri, 2012-01-20 08:26

Hi there Denzella, I'm so pleased you enjoyed reading this poem and got as much pleasure reading, as I did writing. But hey, I'm sure your work is brilliant, I must get around to reading some of yours. Thankyou for popping in and leaving such a nice comment. Jenny.