Whispering Trees

Whispering Trees

A Poem by Tom
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Two of my dear cafe friends have been urging me to pen a poem sooner than later, so that I did, and as such, it's dedicated to both, I guess they'll know who they are without me disclosing same?

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Whilst out for a stroll, if truth be told
when first, I heard the news,
she's going away, no more to stay
ne'er again, we'll schmooze

Carried on the breeze, the whispering tress
sang a lonesome lullaby,
my love so fair, with raven black hair
alas, must say goodbye

My heart sank low, why would she go
looking up, I cried aloud,
has she met another, a secret lover
I implored a passing cloud?

I do not know, you'll have to go
and seek the wise old owl
then raindrops fell, my tears as well
this grief, I could not cowl

I plundered on, far, far beyond
in hope to engage,
and there perched high, I did spy
one known as the sage

O' eminent bird, truth is your word
pray tell it is falsehood,
for I am rueful, my lady beautiful
has gone to Bollywood

Be calm good sir, said he up there
let me assuage this yearn,
the trees tell lies, I see two dark eyes
awaiting your return

Thank you wise owl, cheek by jowl
reunited we shall be,
then homewards ran, a renewed man
my heart now filled with glee

And there within, fair lady of dark skin
from land of tiger and jaguar
saying, a pushy boss, wished her to cross
far sea, to become a movie star

But as is her kind, politely, she did decline
for here, she feels at ease,
in this land so green, where can be seen
those beguiling, whispering trees

© 2017 Tom


Author's Note

Tom
schmooze
verb
talk intimately and cosily;

Cowl: A hood shaped covering

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Aaaaaahhhh! Those trees have a lot to answer for, Tom! I love this narrative poem filled with excellent imagery for your reader to enjoy. Your love made the correct choice in choosing you over Bollywood! I think the trees were a bit jealous. They had nobody to hug them and tell them they were loved and they made up the story that your love had left you just to annoy you, but Mr. Owl knew better, his wisdom is razor sharp and he told you the truth. So good to be reunited with your love again! Wonderful write, Tom Thoroughly enjoyed it and thank you for sharing...

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

4 Months Ago

Lol, thanks Marie, the irony as it turned out being I penned this poem in admiration of another well.. read more
Marie

4 Months Ago

hahaha... Poor Tom! I feel you are better off without her! So says this wise old Owl. Love the poem .. read more



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I sense a love story between you and an Indian lady with dark skin. I feel she rebuffed you and then blocked; how dare she rejects an outstanding poet and person.
I feel some sadness before moving on.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

4 Months Ago

Yep indeed as ever you hit the target with markmanship accuracy, thank you Sami 😉
Sami Khalil

4 Months Ago

Yes siiiirrrrr. You are welcome sir.
Aaaaaahhhh! Those trees have a lot to answer for, Tom! I love this narrative poem filled with excellent imagery for your reader to enjoy. Your love made the correct choice in choosing you over Bollywood! I think the trees were a bit jealous. They had nobody to hug them and tell them they were loved and they made up the story that your love had left you just to annoy you, but Mr. Owl knew better, his wisdom is razor sharp and he told you the truth. So good to be reunited with your love again! Wonderful write, Tom Thoroughly enjoyed it and thank you for sharing...

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

4 Months Ago

Lol, thanks Marie, the irony as it turned out being I penned this poem in admiration of another well.. read more
Marie

4 Months Ago

hahaha... Poor Tom! I feel you are better off without her! So says this wise old Owl. Love the poem .. read more
Whispering tree whispers on return of the loved ones. It's really painful when the loved one's moves far away. Intense emotions. Nice poem friend 😊

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

4 Months Ago

A much belated thank you Arundass!!
. This is such a mix of sad and happy, put to near great meter. A romantic tragedy to start then an ultra smiling romance come the end.

'And there within, fair lady of dark skin
from land of tiger and jaguar
saying, a pushy boss, wished her to cross
far sea, to become a movie star'

Problem solved, you and the owl are happy. the whispering trees sigh in the breeze.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Tom

1 Year Ago

Yes, all's well that ends well...Thank you EmmaJoy! 😊
Angst. A sense of loss. Even a little bit of jealousy oozing out of this piece. Like condiments, they combine to make an interesting tale. Glad it has a happy ending.
Akinlolu

Posted 1 Year Ago


Tom

1 Year Ago

Merci beaucoup ami 😉
Akinlolu

1 Year Ago

Lots of laughter friend.
Ah, she finally came back to you! A lovely take of loss and return of love… your imagery is excellent and of course your chosen words….the whispering trees knew all along that she would return….and schmooze with you!
I enjoyed the poem very much Tom
Best, B.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

1 Year Ago

Thanks muchly Betty!
Betty Hermelee

1 Year Ago

You're very welcome Tom!
Best, B
A fun write. I had to smile at some of these lines!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Tom

1 Year Ago

Thank you!
What a enchanting piece. Those beguiling whispering trees

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tom

3 Years Ago

Indeed, indeed, merci beacoup!!
we lose too many people unnecessarily here...poets need to support each other, not attack each other....we are all we have...only real poets understand each other...most others see us as crazy and too obscure.
I don't know what the trolls get out of ripping others apart.
I was on a site that was way worse than this one as far as attacks...there was a core group who ran the site and ran over many fledgling poets...I tried to back those who were beaten down...and got three strikes...and was kicked off the site.
and I know one writer who simply gave up writing poetry because of it...and she was very good.
Just didn't fit into their click.
j.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Tom

3 Years Ago

Many thanks Jacob, just curious, what site was that?

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