Treasure Island

Nicole GravellPellerino

(04/09/1986 / Buffalo, Ny)

My Secret Escape


I followed the gravel road
as far as it would go to
the ruggged broken down barn
and tucked discreetly tucked behind it
there is a sturdy old oak tree
somewhere in the distance
that was settled between the edge of the woods
and the endless corn feilds,
There in the center of the trunk
was a jagged line carved into
the hollowed wood
resulting from years
damaging lighting strikes,
the hollowed structure
made it more accessible to climb,
In the summer
I would spend hours
in the branches of that old oak tree
just listening to the sounds of
crickets chirping, bird singing
and the wind whistling
through the leaves,
I found peace and harmony
in the solitude of the branches
surrounded bty nature
escaping into blissful tranquility
it was my favorite place
my one and only escape
on stress filled days
I still wish I could escape back to
the branches of that old oak tree

Submitted: Saturday, March 22, 2014
Edited: Saturday, March 22, 2014

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As a teen age girl with two brothers with little to no privacy. The tree described here is where I used to go and escape to for hours. It was my secret place where no one could find me It is alwso where I began writting poetry

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  • John Westlake (3/31/2014 7:51:00 PM)

    Thanks for the ride back in time. There was a tree where I used to live that I used to spend hours in. Am far too heavy for it now, but I know how you feel (Report) Reply

  • John Westlake (3/31/2014 7:51:00 PM)

    Thanks for the ride back in time. There was a tree where I used to live that I used to spend hours in. Am far too heavy for it now, but I know how you feel (Report) Reply

  • Susan Lacovara (3/22/2014 7:52:00 AM)

    There was a beautiful crab apple tree on my parent's property, and as a child I made friends with it....Many hours I sat under it's majestic shade....inspired to be happy in it's rooted silence. I doubt if my siblings knew how fond I was of that tree....it still stands guard, now for a new family...but I pass it often and wave. Thank you for the beautiful look back. PEACE (Report) Reply

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