The Song of Trees

The Song of Trees

A Poem by Fabian G. Franklin
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Though the trees

had not spoken aloud

I had heard them

whispering in the wind

As they caught sun

between their branches

To speckle the ground

with yellow gems

 

The rustle of their colored

cloaks adrift

As autumn days grew

shorter I have heard

Their leafless lives

grow cold and barren

Still, the stoic trees

utter not a word

 

They stand,

black fingers clawing gray

At the hem of heaven

in morning mist

Before a weak

and weary winter sun

Drying tears of dew

dawn had kissed

 

Then... one day I heard

a most amazing thing

After pink buds had

issued from each limb

The time of daffodils

and hyacinth in spring

As new leaves came

the trees began to sing

 

Here, I see

you think me mad

or that trees singing

is absurd

But there was

Upon the highest bough

A nest, and in that nest

A bird

 

She had come

to build a home

With her mate

And before long

Her little ones

would hatch and then

all the trees

began

to sing a song

 

The leaf must bud

the tree must grow

seasons change

and children go

Into the world

Upon the breeze

But let them know

the song of trees

 

 


© 2017 Fabian G. Franklin



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The leaf must bud
the tree must grow
seasons change
and children go
Into the world
Upon the breeze
But let them know
the song of trees

mmmm :) sounds like a wise song....
always such a beauty to read your words....
true seasons change...so does people isn't it..

we leave our parents..our kids leave us.. such a cycle.... but life goes on..

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fabian G. Franklin

1 Week Ago

Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed. :)



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Nicely imaginative & entertaining. You stretched the imagery to the moon & back. Good job of personifying the various aspects of nature & bringing this together like a celebration between the participants (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

I would not use passive voice in the beginning . . . I think active voice would be a more arresting way to start your intensely conveyed message:
"Though the trees had not spoken aloud I had heard them" . . . maybe: "Though the trees did not speak, I heard them" . . .

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The leaf must bud
the tree must grow
seasons change
and children go
Into the world
Upon the breeze
But let them know
the song of trees

mmmm :) sounds like a wise song....
always such a beauty to read your words....
true seasons change...so does people isn't it..

we leave our parents..our kids leave us.. such a cycle.... but life goes on..

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fabian G. Franklin

1 Week Ago

Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed. :)
I absolutely love poems related to nature, because nature is one of God´s most wonderful creation, and everything that is related to God gets may attention completely. I myself have written a poem related to his creations/love called Surreal Love.
Reading this was like a fresh lovely morning for me. The picture is superb and the poem is BEAUTIFUL!!!

Posted 1 Week Ago


Fabian G. Franklin

1 Week Ago

Thank you for your kind and gracious review. Bless.

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