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Whispering Forest



Deep in the shade of the forest glade

Where the leaves whisper secrets

And the wind unwinds,

Sheltered by the height and might

Of neighbouring trees,

I fancied a voice, as thin as a reed, could be heard

Crying though the loneliness,

“Jean-Pierre, Jean-Pierre,

Where are you, my son?

Come home, come home,


But only the whispering leaves hear my plea,


Come home to me.”


©DGA 07 June 2012 13:08

Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx

16 thoughts on “Whispering Forest

  1. “Whispering Forest” is wistful, tugs at the heart … feel your soul in this one, Denise.
    Blessings – Maxi


  2. Fascinating , Denise. i note this and “Simbiosis” are related to trees, and I wonder if this is a new awareness. June and I have a relationship with trees through our love of the new Forest, here in England. I love to be under the forest roof, kept cool by the leaves, when the weather is really hot.
    “Jean – Pierre” intrigues me.


  3. leaves whisper secrets – the forest knows all


  4. very nice Denise. I could do with a few shady tress right is so hot here 35 in the shade


  5. You are hitting your stride Denise, another beautiful poem.


  6. I really like this a lot. Such longing. And a little desperation. I’m sure the trees know the answer.


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