Polly

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‘Trees are Mute’

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I saw that
a man wrote,
‘trees are mute.’
Poor sad soul
to have missed the voices of
elm, ash, glorious oak.
Beneath
the panoply,
pillar, arms and tips,
hear whispers
to your heartbeat;
count rings;
listen to the voice
in green and burnt umber,
in a silence
that is not.
I want to say to him:

“look up
“and thrill,
“wallow under,
“swallow whole,
“the sound of
“all trees.”

Polly Stretton Β© 2013

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48 thoughts on “‘Trees are Mute’

  1. Our trees are anything but silent. From a whisper to a full serenade in the wind. Perhaps he is missing more than what the trees have to offer? πŸ™‚

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    • It seems extraordinary [to me] that some folk can be so … distant [is that it?]

      You may well have a point, Lea, perhaps the poor soul is missing more than what our trees have to offer πŸ™‚

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  2. The trees are not mute. It’s not the choir’s fault if we don’t hear their songs. But to hear, we must first empty ourselves of noise.

    Peace,
    Eric

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  3. Oh my, the man was soul deaf. The trees do speak as you have said . . . Elequently. He would love forever.

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  4. Oh, soul deaf. much worse than being tone deaf. Trees have a song, a voice, a silence that speaks. LOVE this.

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  5. Quite exquisite, and it certainly calls on a person to listen to nature.

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  6. ah yes…the trees are certainly not mute…yet we have to adjust our ears to their whisper…

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  7. Polly, would you please check your spam folder for my comment, and release it? Thanks!

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    • Misky! I have got you out of the filthy spam box and dusted your comments off ~ so you’ll see them! So sorry ~ a bit tied up with other stuff just now ~ kind of thought it was unusual not to hear from you, but thought you must be tied up with other stuff too! Thank you so much for asking me to delve into the pits ~ it sure was worth it … I’ll respond to your other comments later if I may as off to my Writers’ Circle in a little while. Thanks again ~ Polly πŸ™‚

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  8. I absolutely LOVE this – the resonance of saplings and elders – so lovely! K

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  9. oh it makes me sad that he does not hear the trees…they sing beautifully….if only more looked up…and heard it….not mute at all…

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  10. Science is telling us that trees do talk, further they are screaming for water that is not poisoned with chemical dump rain with barium and aluminum, which to a tree is akin to a man trying to drink sea water to live…impossible for both in worldwide genocide of man, beast, and plants that must end. HAARP ELF, EMF, Lidar and acoustic waves also harm plants and animals as well. The mad men and women alien elite 1% and military must stop killing off the world populations. Weaponized drones are the tool of choice in conjunction with GMO, airplanes commercial and military. Drones with invisible cloaking right before the eyes of the world, UFO and star wars now and for decades, changing the world. Not all aliens are bad, but elite 1% are using the bad ones.

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  11. they sing – and so do your words.

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  12. You are so right. Trees DO speak. Very loudly and clearly. We just have to sit back and LISTEN.

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  13. Just beautiful Polly, how someone could not hear a tree is beyond me… you have created a favourite poem for me with this one. πŸ™‚

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  14. Love the voice of trees.. I don’t always understand their sussurus and whispers. A great poem Polly

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  15. dulcet accents. most wonderful and truly apt.

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  16. A glorious tribute to our closest living companions. I had an arborist here last year. He said nearly all trees are like humans. They are injured and heal like them. They take about the same amount of time to mature. Their lifetime (for most) are about the same as ours. We mutually help one another with the gases that our necessary for our survival. They support our life and our sense of beauty. They are generous to birds and wildlife. They shade us from the sun and protect us from the wind and they stand up to outside threats by working together with one another trees. They prefer a forest surrounded by their offspring as they too are communal. It’s lovely to know that and you captured all of that so well here!

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    • Thank you for your kind comments, Gay. They are so like us and I love the way you’ve written about them here … and so pleased you feel I’ve captured the essence of what you’re saying.

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  17. Lovely poem Polly. The tree spirits will thank you:)

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  18. Anyone who can write that trees are mute is not really a writer; trees have so many voices from the rustling of leaves in a breeze to the creaking of boughs under the weight of birds, and they can be so expressive.

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  19. Bravo! Through this beautiful poem, you gave voice to the trees. I pity the person who said they were mute.

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  20. I have a very deep, intense fascination with trees. Loved this.

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  22. Cracking poem! Now you’ve got me humming ‘Trees’ by Rush πŸ˜‰

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