Tree Whispers

Tree Whispers short poem

Blue diamond rains
filigree of golden light
so many shades of green.

Sun beams on a single leaf.
This small star pulsating
from my wet apple tree.

Bright new leaf
fits hand perfectly—the future
lies in your palm.

After the long rain
pine trees bending
with cones.

Sugar maple trees
sashaying with autumn winds
all dressed up in yellow lace.

Branches etch evening sky
turning razzle dazzle
purple red citron.

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J.rid
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Loved the read this morning, yes being a bit of a tree hugger!!! they do
indeed whisper, and shelter and change their clothes too, but
at the moment they are undressed ha ha. You said it all in this delightful poem

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