To an Unknown Tree

15 09 2012

Was digging back through some some old works tonight and found this one. I composed many brief offhanded poems under this tree on the campus of my jr. college. Though I was a frequent visitor beneath it, I never did discover what kind of tree it was. I always forgot to look it up once I got home. So here you go, enjoy.


Here I sit

once again

beneath this unknown tree.

I would try

to identify

but its boughs are stripped of leaves.

My knowledge does not serve

to know it by its look.

And i’m awfully short on hand

of my knowing field guide book.

Yet that doesn’t steal the pleasure

I gather at its base.

And it doesn’t stop the sun

shining warm on my face.




One response

16 09 2012
Polly Robinson

Lovely ~ whatever it’s name ~ doesn’t matter ~ the fact that you loved it does 🙂

Nice peaceful poem.

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