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

[Betty Hermelee]

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.

[Tom]

Thanks muchly Betty!

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome Tom!
Best, B

[Arundass TP]

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 😊

[emmajoygreen]

. 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.

[Tom]

Yes, all's well that ends well...Thank you EmmaJoy! 😊

[Akinlolu]

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

[Tom]

Merci beaucoup ami 😉

[Akinlolu]

Lots of laughter friend.

[Robert Haigh]

A fun write. I had to smile at some of these lines!

[Tom]

Thank you!

[Cherrie Palmer]

What a enchanting piece. Those beguiling whispering trees

[Tom]

Indeed, indeed, merci beacoup!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

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.

[Tom]

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

[Sami Khalil]

From Hollywood to Bollywood sir. You are becoming a celebrity. The tiger spirit is leaping forward. You are on a hunt for a beautiful one and world_class poetry.

[Tom]

Maybe she's still around?? Thank you Sami 🤗

[Sami Khalil]

Hahaha. You are welcome sir.

[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😥