Proffer From the Coffers of Your Oaks
by Kimmy Van Kooten
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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Photography and magnification and invert on my back yard Oak...Kimmy Van Kooten
Enactments of some epic battlement
Lives on, within my oak
Where a warrior’s flesh
Is laid to rest . . . the roots embodied his presence.
Its bark, built the stage. . .
With its bending branches curled up in the last pose he gave!
The crevices, his reverences
. . . to those he once killed
See the laterality in the trees!
I can see him with his shaft
Kneeling . . . He seems to gasp!
. . . or is he stilled, in taking?
Taking . . . from the last breath he took?
Now, my eye saw the hook!
A woman and child lookout, as if hovering in fear
They knew their enemy was near! (You know my fire pit has tears!)
I think maybe it’s he . . . sweating it out, I see!
Him, knowing in death, his sins . . .
Proffer from the coffers of your Oaks!
Your excessive nests. . . leaves, wither and die
Undue time IS a bit much . . . No? And unrestrained!
His Reign will never wash it away!
Every day I see this paladin, and all that has seeded since . . .
Look on your lands and see this!
The real victory lies in the dirt you feed off of . . .
Rooted in what? Love?
Kimmy Van Kooten
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|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Creatively innovative. An archeology of my From Little Acorns Grow. Well done.
|Reviewed by Rose Rideout
|Oh if they could talk, I am sure they would share some secrets or stories gone untold. A great write Kimmy.
Newfie hugs, Rose
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|Been a oak myself I should ask you were are my birds?
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|It is truly amazing when we open our minds and think of the possibilities. Some of these trees have lived for centuries and have seen so much of world change and people lives. Great write Kimmy.