The Grand Oak

The Grand Oak1
Roots drink deep soil
Limbs stretch upward, grab towards sun
My hand feels rough bark

Mighty tower soars
From colony to space age
I sit in your shade

A Two-for Haiku Hai-Tuesday! A mighty black oak reigns supreme over our back yard. Three years ago it was measured as the largest in a land of giants. It grew with the colonies. It watched wagons of wool feed the hungry mills. It witness the first cars in town and heard the first jet overhead. It will be here long after I am gone.

And yet I can know it only today. The tree is here and now. I can touch it and feel the course bark, the hard wood, but only now. It is not a ghost of the past or a bringer of the future. It is here and now.


Black Oak – It’s much bigger than it looks (taken from cell phone)

Drawing & Photo by Trent P McDonald

The Big Tree people measured it as the largest black oak in New Hampshire about three years ago.  It is about 14 feet in circumference.

6 thoughts on “The Grand Oak

    1. trentpmcd Post author

      Thanks Eva. To tell you the truth, I started with two different haikus but couldn’t think of a picture to draw. So I thought of the tree and, well, I’m glad you liked the results ; ). And yes, trees are great.


  1. trenity1234

    If that oak tree could talk, what stories it would tell!
    I like the Haiku and the picture, but one question:
    Why is the man hiding behind the tree with a perfectly good bench right there?


    1. trentpmcd Post author

      Thanks. I’m sure the tree would have some great stories. The man is raking the old branches and stuff that fell during the winter which is fine with me: I don’t have a lot of time for these drawings and didn’t want to figure out how I could get him on the bench ; )



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