Spanning Time

This is a re-write on an earlier poem. To read the original click HERE

A Lonesome Survivor

Its shapely leaves adorned heads of ancient kings
Provided shade for lovers on long summer days
Sheltered travellers through cold winter nights
A resolute beacon in an ever changing landscape

Scared by the embrace of a hangman’s noose
Grown strong from blood of lives lost long ago
Sired generations that built ships of the line
Framed buildings and bridges spanning time

On a windswept hilltop stands a solitary oak tree
Old and weary this majestic sentinel silently waits
Bark gnarled and twisted, bursting with memories
A lonesome survivor of rituals from a bygone age

Copyright © 2015 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

XX Bowthorpe Oak.jpg

The Bowthorpe Oak in Bourne, Lincolnshire, England. Photo by Beth Moon.



2 thoughts on “Spanning Time

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s