Whispers Of The Trees Poem by David Wood

Whispers Of The Trees

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Tall branches with fingers
Pointing menacingly skywards.
In the summer they point
Accusingly at the clear blue
50 degree Heatwave overhead.
They are begging for water.

In the autumn they point at the
Wind and rain, more now than
Ever before. Fingers light up as
Lightning flashes and torrential
Rain pours down as water climbs
Up their trunk in flood.

Their craggy black fingers point
In the winter as impenetrable cold
Grips the Earth and icy rain falls.
High winds snap some of their
Fingers blowing them to oblivion.
The wind shouting ‘climate change.'

Spring brings little respite as winter
Has overstayed its welcome and
Continues gripping the Earth.
Black fingers now wag angrily.
The trees are stressed and their
Leaves are late coming.

Other branches are pointing at
Mankind in despair accusingly,
Painfully, their stress palpable.
‘What have you done' they whisper
In the breeze at Mankind, ‘you are
Destroying us, and the Earth.'

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Nature in the grips of climate change as trees take the brunt of mankind's lust for profit and over production and slashing rain forests.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Dillip K Swain 09 January 2022

In the autumn they point at the Wind and rain, more now than Ever before. Fingers light up as Lightning flashes and torrential Rain pours down as water climbs Up their trunk in flood.....captivating expression. A magnificent poem.

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Dr. M. Asim Nehal 06 November 2021

Profound, there is no end to our greediness. Thoughtful and pertinent poem in context to the present day scenario.

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 05 November 2021

This poetic gem should be Poem Of The Day. To my Poem List.

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 05 November 2021

Beautiful, beautiful poem. A timely write with a meaningful message to humanity. Superb imagery.

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