From Humble Acorns Grow My Oaks

From Humble Acorns Grow My Oaks

A Poem by Chris Shaw

Concealed within our garden beds
a squirrel hides an acorn store
to gnaw upon when winter bites.
Protracted nights bring shorter days
yet hoards stay buried 'neath the ground.

The sound of song birds stir in spring
when hardened earth thaws tardily,
the larder long forgotten now
sprouts forth with signs of early green,
as through the loam new growth is seen.

Three sapling oaks are in full view
as overhead the sky turns blue
to herald seasons changing mood.
Each one replanted tenderly
as leaves appear on slender stems.

Why would you know the reasons why
my kin, my dearest, dearest three?
Remember my affinity,
my love affair with nature's trees,
for you a future legacy.
I grow these oaks for love of you.

© 2018 Chris Shaw


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The ending of this poem was personally one of the better ones I've seen in a while. You, M(r)s. Shaw, have a talent for the most effortless weaving of beautiful, unusual words to create such a clear image. I am very fond of this piece and am glad to have read it now.
Fondly,
Arriam

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thank you so much Arriam for your very encouraging response. Pleased to hear you are fond of this po.. read more



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This piece seems so delicately crafted, yet the underlying/overarching imagery and message are quite powerful. Some of the word choices are interesting, and admittedly a couple of the words I did not even know! That being said, the beauty of this beauty is not lost on me. What great rhythm and tenderly placed rhymes, composing such a worthy homage to love and nature.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you for this thoughtful review. Much appreciated.

Chris
Harmony Lee

3 Years Ago

You are welcome, and likewise thank you for allowing me to read and review in a way that is so appre.. read more
The purest of poetry.
From nature, an apt metaphor is drawn--which you lyrically and touchingly portray.
High art, gifted poetess!



Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thank you Jimmy. You are very generous with your praise.

Chris
being one with nature and admiring nature go hand in hand. love the imagery, simple, elegant, beautiful but trees are like that

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

There is much beauty in trees Andrew, I agree. I appreciate your response. Thank you.

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As you may have noticed, I love acorns & oaks, plentiful around here! *smile* Love your delightful poem commemorating these little wonders. The acorn sends down a ferocious & deep taproot, so that even the tiniest little sprig is well-anchored & hard to pull out! I planted 3 substantial oak trees in memory of my dad when he died. I love the way your poem shows your fondness for these trees & seeds too! *smile* Fondly, Margie

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Yes Margie. Doing my bit for the environment. I adore trees.

Chris
The concluding verse, for me, clinches the deal for me. Love does not revel in words and lofty promises but in loving and thoughtful actions such as these. Such as in planting of these Acorn trees. Written with such tenderness of feeling and such an encompassing understanding of love!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thank you DIVYA. Yes, they are planted and doing nicely. I appreciate your words.

Chr.. read more
DIVYA

5 Years Ago

You are so welcome, my friend!
Wonderful words and thoughts. I did enjoy Chris.
"Remember my affinity,
my love affair with nature's trees,
for you a future legacy.
I grow these oaks for love of you."
I did like the above lines. I love the sea, lakes and the forest. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

So pleased you enjoyed my lines Coyote. Thank you for calling on my page and I hope you have a wonde.. read more
Coyote Poetry

5 Years Ago

Was my pleasure dear Chris and you are welcome.
You do suit these autumnal writes Chris, they bring an air of introspection to your words that suit the mood of the air perfectly. A great balance between looking back at what was and looking forward, to what we hope will come again soon.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thanks Lorry. I think I have autumn done and dusted now. Appreciate your visit.

Chris
Oh blissfully beautiful- when we can give with love of ourselves no matter the change that comes- through torrid storms and change of season true love will always prevail- with it beauty abounds🌹

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thank you for your beautiful response :)

Chris
‘Thoughts In Time’🌹

5 Years Ago

Pleasure is mine- live and hugs and many blessings🌹
Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

You are such a kind soul. Have a lovely day today and always.
The ending of this poem was personally one of the better ones I've seen in a while. You, M(r)s. Shaw, have a talent for the most effortless weaving of beautiful, unusual words to create such a clear image. I am very fond of this piece and am glad to have read it now.
Fondly,
Arriam

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thank you so much Arriam for your very encouraging response. Pleased to hear you are fond of this po.. read more

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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