Under Oak Boughs

midnight oils

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Eliminate lofty ideals,
Instead relax into a spiel
Of idyllic contra phase,
Forming lingual catchphrase,
Under yon branching oak
Lending shade, a strong cloak
Covering all manner of folks —

Just sit down under
Accept lifes thunder,
Claim it for your own wonder,

Feeling it grow up
From roots to crown, hookup,
Do that shtup
To make up

Make logophile
Stake this guidepost while

Hours tick,
Don’t give a lick
Take up your schtick

Spread beneath moons watch,
Be the rare one to catch!

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Kathy J Anderson
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2022.7.11

Poetry Writing Prompts — Week Twenty-Eight