Whispering Trees

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?

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

Author's Note

schmooze
verb
talk intimately and cosily;

Cowl: A hood shaped covering

Reviews

[Marie]

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...

[Tom]

Lol, thanks Marie, the irony as it turned out being I penned this poem in admiration of another well known writer here in the cafe, though to my absolute bemusement she refuses to acknowledge when I pm same person and she has blocked me, perhaps those whispering trees are wiser than I gave them credit for?

[Marie]

hahaha... Poor Tom! I feel you are better off without her! So says this wise old Owl. Love the poem anyway and thank you again for sharing...

[Sami Khalil]

"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"

[Tom]

Thank you Sami 🤗

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome sir.

[Fay Slimm]

Your tribute must have hit the meant mark Tom for reading the comments the lady is back and must treasure these tender lines of encouragement -- shall now look up the poet called Divya as being fairly new here I have not had the pleasure of reading her work. Thank you for sharing your loving concern for another writer.

[Tom]

Thank you Fay, alas though, I think she's gone again😥

[Chris Shaw]

A lovely read Tom and as I was intrigued to find out who had parted from our company, I scrolled through all your responses. The wonderful DIVYA, one of my absolute favourite writers and she still posts here. Love her work and yours is a lovely tribute.

Chris

[Tom]

Perceptive of you my friend, yes, I penned this in honour of our dear, lovely friend Divya, and thankfully she's still here and writing away.. thank you!

[Einstein Noodle]

i enjoyed the rhyme and rhythm .. feels natural .. fun romantic story with loads of imagery and happy closing ... lucky man!! does not always turn out in such a way ;) i hope to take these lines with me and use it when i get the blues:
"has she met another, a secret lover
I implored a passing cloud? " i think this is a good song to fit your poem .. check it out! :)
https://youtu.be/zyjiWD0ER74
E.

[Tom]

Thank you E. I'll check it out 🤗

[Victor Warui]

A beautiful poem to read, so rhythmic like a song. It fills heart with joy to read this and the vivid imagery is so awesome. Though quite emotional, but really skillfully penned... I love this.

[Tom]

Very kind of you to say so. Thank you !

[andrew mitchell]

Lovely write Tom, beautiful story.Funny I had to look up tress meaning a braid of hair and I wondered if you meant it a whispering tress or whispering trees.Again a joy to read.

[Tom]

Thank you Andrew 😊

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

What a beautiful poem for some lucky ladies on WC! Lyrical, musical verses filled with exotic imagery of birds, tigers and jaguars. Great cadence and rhyme. I’m so glad your lady love did not leave you for Bollywood! Romantic write!

[Tom]

Yes, she's still here ❤️ Thank you Annette!!

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

So glad. You are very welcome Tom!

[Amanda Trerotola]

Love the imagery! I can truly feel the emotion in your writing.

[Tom]

Thank you 😊

[Moonie]

"And there within, fair lady of dark skin
from land of tiger and jaguar " this is such a pretty line!
I like how the rhyming and the words make us share your sorrow of losing a friend, but we can also feel a sly bit of humor through the words!

[Tom]

Thank you very much!!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Tom... I wish I knew who left... I thought it was a lover and you were sad to see her go. Now I realize someone left the Cafe... wish she would have stayed as we should support each other. truly, Pat

[Tom]

No need to fret my friend, she came back ( Divya) are you familiar with her writing?

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Tom... I must look her up on WC. Diwya.. I value your persuasions. truly, Pat