Inside the oak it’s rich with rings,
Ringing without sound.
Richly rests this oak that clings
Still soundlessly on ground.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Prompt with the theme to pick one or more of inside out, outside in or upside down.
The poem illustrates the figure of speech known as a polyptoton where a root word is repeated but not exactly such as “rings” and “ringing” or “rich” and “richly” or “sound” and “soundlessly”. I will be featuring polyptoton on dVerse on October 24th.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 
A very fine poem and a fitting subject for the challenge. Thanks, Frank.
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Thank you, Dale!
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So much in one little poem, the rhythm, the rhyming, the reuse of words/ideas. The connection to the picture.
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Thank you, Joey!
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You have captured the wonder of these rings of wood beautifully, Frank.
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Thank you, Robbie!
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Trees are beautiful inside and out. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe!
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Well done, Frank!
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Thank you, K’lee!
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a lovely rich rythme 🙂
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Thank you, Kate!
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Haha best thing
About Dance
is no one
HAS to hear me hehe..;)
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Interesting perspective – just visual motion. Thank you, Fred!
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Plus the
Within
Part Best too..:)
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So wonderful to ponder those rings and all the years it means
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Thank you, Bjorn!
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I love the way you got inside the oak, Frank. A rich poem indeed.
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Thank you, Kim!
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This is so lovely Frank!
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Thank you, Linda!
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This is lovely Frank, the way you went inside the tree.
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Thank you, Toni!
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rich with rings – nice alliteration, and a nice image – those rings are time, after all.
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Thank you, Sarah!
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Have to start calling you an “inside man”, for you got right to the heart of things. I always love your photography, Frank. I reposted the bottom photo on my photography site. https://www.facebook.com/groups/129946770719368/.
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Thank you, Glenn! I am glad you liked that photo and the poem.
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Nice job with this rhetorical device — ah yes the rings of a tree, predictor of age….but the ringing idea coupled with it — nice.
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Thank you, Lillian!
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Short but sweet, Frank.
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Thank you, Judy!
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Ah, very clever! I like it 🙂
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Thank you, Christine!
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Ringing without sound, I love it.
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Thank you, Jade!
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You’re welcome.
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great example for us – I especially like the rings ‘ringing without sound’
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Thank you, Candace!
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Nice examples using the prompt Frank! So well woven together!
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Thank you, Dwight!
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As usual, Frank, you do so much with so few words! I admire that.
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Thank you, Beverly!
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How beautiful and still! Love your use of alliteration and the “ringing without sound!”
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Thank you!
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Tree rings as silent sound waves. Wonderful.
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Thank you, Xan!
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Lots of polyps growing here.
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Thank you, Brendan!
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While the oak is gone, it rings still ring of life. You take amazing photos. I have one of a weeping willow I took, as I stood and wept.
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Thank you, Truedessa!
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