I Hear

I Hear

When the trees sing what matters is knowing.
That the trees are singing at all.
their gentle music ever out flowing
for those attuned to hear its call.
Although all children hear and sing along,
most adults have forgotten how
to listen to the trees and hear their song
They're far too busy to allow
themselves to be distracted by the trees
Their minds are fixed on other things
and do not miss the melodies
The gentle breeze amongst the branches sings
It makes no difference at all
The trees still sing as they have always done
in summer,spring winter and fall.
I listen for the music of the trees
those sad but sometimes joyous harmonies.

10-Dec-08
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Reviews

[Salvatore Buttaci]

Very nice!

Sal

[angelinmypocket]

I'll tell you what, my friend. Anyone who has never heard the songs of the trees has never stood in a forest clearing and heard the wind in the willows. It's as a band of angels singing. But one has to listen with their heart. Your wonderful writing takes it to heart. Simply lovely.
Love/Liz/angelinmypocket

[Tammy]

Very pretty... Seems we are too busy to hear, we should all take a moment to listen... Our stress levels would lower....

[poetic soul]

very descriptive and imagery is very good and soothing.. loved the read.. thanks for sharing this, sir! :)

Regards,
Poetic Soul

[Syke]

I like the alternating number of syllables and line length. Was there supposed to be an extra line at the end, or did you purposefully end it on a 10 syllable line that isn't 'paired' with an 8 syllable line? "in summer, spring winter and fall." should probably read "in summer, spring, winter, and fall."

I really like the imagery, it's a great atmosphere. I definitely agree with what the poem is saying, you really do stop noticing the little things in life as you grow older, although I think to say you don't miss them, isn't necessarily true.

[Kiara]

descriptive and illustrative write, nicely written, i enjoyed the atmosphere this piece creates, so beautifully : )