The Dance of Trees

The Dance of Trees

A Poem by J Mourning

 

The music starts, slowly;
a soft caress, a gentle chime,
and soon the trees are
caught up, moving in time. 
 
They sway like young lovers
at their first dance - barely
touching and so gently,
they rock forth and back.
 
And then, the chimes squeal, and
the howling begins, and the
trees move more like rock
concert fans. They toss and
they turn and trample and shake.
God help us all if one should break!
 
And then it’s over, quick as it began.
The trees calm themselves and,
sit and ignore - like old men napping after
a long day. They sit and stare at the world around them.
 
And they wait with hope that the next time
the wind stirs them to dance with
the music, that they will not break,
but again bend and sway
and go on to dance another day.

© 2008 J Mourning


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that is lovely. what a fantastic piece on such a simple moment. but yes, how special a moment for the trees!

"The trees calm themselves and,
sit and ignore - like old men napping after
a long day. They sit and stare at the world around them."

that was my favorite part of this piece. adorable.

hugs



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is sooo beautiful! Wow! I just love your way with words, and the poetic touch you give your lines.
There is love in Nature's creatures that can be felt in each and every of your words. Kudos!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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J Mourning
J Mourning

Cincinnati, OH



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I've been writing stories and poetry since I was five. I am currently working on finishing my first draft of what will be my first finished novel. In my short stories and novels I tend to write fantas.. more..

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