Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Poem for Studs Terkel

I have always enjoyed listening to Studs Terkel as well as reading his books. After watching him on Democracy Now last night, I wrote this poem.

Ancient Oak rising up into the air
tilted towards the sun
age spots dotting its leathery bark
holding the keys to life's mysteries
open and present for all of us to learn.

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