Oak Medicine

Oak Medicine

A Poem by barleygirl
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inspired by Redzone's poem "Ancient Pueblos"

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Photo: As sun’s trajectory dips lower across the autumn sky, wedged between two ridges, my ravine goes shady for longer stretches. A spreading live-oak below my bluff is a still dark blob in a sea of quivering green and yellow sycamores. But now and then the sun breaks through and this massive oak tree is backlit. Seeing this breakthrough strikes me as a spiritual experience.

Note: Live-oak is a larger evergreen species -- these trees don't lose their leaves as do the more prevalent scrub oaks (deciduous).

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Creek-carved rift is artesian-quenched
cloaked by flora-choked catacombs . . .
my arroyo murmurs endless melodies
windswept echoes syncopate on shale
random reminders of life’s incongruities.

Revered live-oak commands center-stage
gnarled pewter cloaks furtive heartwood
withholding filigreed mossy inclinations
a single murky whisper amid verdant flutters
his stealth overwhelms the taller sycamores
with towering trunks swaying effortlessly
as afternoon breeze rouses a lively salsa.

Wee mornings, spry sycamores slumber late
while ancient oak stirs a batch of his medicine
for those wise to the ways of daybreak magic
below my sunlit deck, on his expansive throne
oak’s essence emanates fearsome tree spirit.

One special moment, for a mere minute or two
only when solar rays penetrate at a fussy slant
deep dark heartwood is graced with radiance
a sight to untie the knots of endless questing
kindling a slow smolder of inner truth instead.

How many times has so-called enlightenment
hit the high seas, tsunami-swamped an eternity . . .
how long since the last beam of light penetrated
furtive heartwood growing gnarled and knotted?

© 2019 barleygirl


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that is a wonderful nature tribute
I like well done nature poems better than any other
I am highly impressed with your wording and wish I had a similar selection available
We are apparently going to enjoy a 'beaver moon' over the next while which spreads long shadows in a brightish night
Very nicely done


Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

4 Months Ago

As a moonchild (zodiac sign) & avid moon watcher, I am SOOOO glad you gave me a heads-up about the b.. read more



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Trees have their own special ways of communicating with each other and i feel that your oak is the master of ceremonies, old, gnarled and full of wisdom..

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

3 Months Ago

Awesome insight you have, my dear! *smile* Thanks for showing me you understand (((HUGS))) Fondly, M.. read more
Stella Armour

3 Months Ago

Trees secretly talk to each other underground. ... Scientists call the fungi the Wood Wide Web becau.. read more
barleygirl

3 Months Ago

Very cool info! Wood Wide Web makes me want to write a poem in that regard! Thanks for sharing!
Nicely done, gal!!! You set the scene with your words . . . this live-oak comes alive for me in my imagination. This poem sounds very spiritual. Congratulations!
T

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barleygirl

3 Months Ago

For the past 3 years, I've tried to resist explaining my poems, but lately I've had to face that peo.. read more
I have experienced the medicine you speak of here. It only seems to share its fullness at those moments when we are most willing to be attuned to it.

It sounds like you have a grand view from above the trees which is a perspective I don’t often see. I imagine seeing the light move through the whole of the tree flutter would be something like a golden finger penetrating. The wind and sun moving together through the leaves in a magical dance.

This is a beautiful poem. Spiritual and evocative. Transportive. I’m trying to remember if I’ve ever seen a live-oak. I’m not sure I have, but we have scores of other oak varieties here and they are so majestic. Your poem does make me want to experience the sensation of sun piercing the live-oak, however.

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barleygirl

3 Months Ago

Thank you for your extensive & thoughtful review! I have written about my beautiful surroundings man.. read more
'windswept echoes syncopate on shale,' such a lovely picture you paint of fallen autumn leaves; and how simple to achieve would be our eternal search for enlightenment, if we but listened to those whispers.

Trees know a thing or two.

Loved this.

Beccy.

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barleygirl

3 Months Ago

You have a superb radar . . . you picked out the first line I wrote, before I was even into this poe.. read more
Whether educational, inspirational or spiritual, your poetic marvel keeps us marveling at God's natural creation and our appreciation of it all. Even being selective with one or more can be a worthy experience. Your surroundings are reflective of your unbound spirit and beauty. Enjoy as we enjoy.

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barleygirl

3 Months Ago

Thank you for a very thoughtful review. I'm trying to write more seriously sometimes, not just all f.. read more
Sami Khalil

3 Months Ago

Either way, we need both. You are welcome. Diversity is the spice of life as said....
Creek-carved rift is artesian-quenched
cloaked by flora-choked catacombs . . .
my arroyo murmurs endless melodies
windswept echoes syncopate on shale
random reminders of life’s incongruities

What a glorious write, Margie. I absolutely enjoyed it:)

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

3 Months Ago

Thank you for a great review. I have been trying to do better at capturing the ways I love this plac.. read more
you paint great pictures with your words...i love the word "gnarled"----
i wish we would have fall here...seems we will have a day or two...leaves, most of them, blown off the trees even before changing...unfortunate...
but you gave me some wonderful nature experience here.
thank you for that ,
j.

Posted 4 Months Ago


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barleygirl

3 Months Ago

The sycamores make a big display of turning colors, but other than that, autumn is not featured in C.. read more
Margie, you took my breath away with the beauty I found and felt in your poem/story.. those old oaks are something else aren’t they... they hold the wisdom of ages...

Nicely penned Margie

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barleygirl

4 Months Ago

Thank you for the inspiration. Nobody writes about native lore as you do. Every time I read anything.. read more
For some reason I read this aloud the first time and several times I paused to a deep inhale as I read the lines not for more oxygen mind you the words made me do it. I could not ever even touch the presence in appreciation of nature that you compose I was left awestruck and dumbfounded at least twice when I read this. I saw the beautiful knots of strife exposed as battle scars of a stalwart soul effloresce as the caress of the sunlit hands warmed her core and am left speechless

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

4 Months Ago

This feels like a million dollars: "I saw the beautiful knots of strife exposed as battle scars of a.. read more
Robert Trakofler (Bad Bunny)

4 Months Ago

I keep reading it... LOL
barleygirl

4 Months Ago

I'm very honored!
thanks for admitting me to your experience with the live oak .. gnarly, knotted with hidden portents ... thanks for every tid bit of delicacy ... poet painting and a flow of passion ... great picture girl!!! reminds me of the Ancient Celts and those powerful Druid Priests that were pivotal in their lives ... thank you for the education as well .... we have red and white oaks galore around our cabin ... you would think i would have looked them up ... would not have ever guessed the live oak are evergreens ... ;) first read of me day ... its almost half past midnight ...does your deck face east??
E.

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barleygirl

4 Months Ago

As I read your review, a very loud bird just outside my open front sliding glass door, dancing on my.. read more
Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

:) ................ namaste!

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