The Tall and Sturdy Oak Tree — Primitive Poetry (Reblog)

Through the iron bars I can seeThat tall and sturdy oak tree.Though these bars are rustedAnd my cellmate untrusted,That tree stands tall and meanIn that wild field of green. A remembrance to men like meThat at one point we were free.Tall and sturdy, green and rootedTill one day to jail we were booted.For a crime […]

The Tall and Sturdy Oak Tree — Primitive Poetry

***Reblogged by Francis Barker, poet.

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