POEM: Doppelganger Oak Posted on January 14, 2021 by B Gourley A lonely oak sits on a grassy knoll. I know its shapely nature from my mind. I’ve seen it when I go to take a stroll, but could see it even if I were blind. The doppelganger grows within my brain. It’s ever ready to join in the refrain. Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc.PrintWhatsAppMoreShare on TumblrTweetEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related
Fantastic verse.i can see the oak tree in my mind also.
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