Whispering Trees

trees and sky
Forefront of an angry sky
I watch as branches sway,
Their leaves a-shimmer in the breeze
Trying to hold bad weather at bay.
Silver jewels tremble in the sun,
An optical illusion for sure,
A matter of seconds, a blink of an eye,
And the green returns once more.
close up trees
Photos taken 12th June 2016.


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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4 Responses to Whispering Trees

  1. scifihammy says:

    Nice poem 🙂
    And that sky certainly looks ominous!

    • Thank you. We had some really heavy rain yesterday and Maggie was unsettled for several hours. I thought I heard a rumbling in the distance this afternoon, but as she didn’t react, I was probably mistaken.

      • scifihammy says:

        Collies often are very sensitive to thunder storms and air pressure. My old dog Madam used to be. Luckily for me, LM and SL don’t worry about it. 🙂

      • Barney hated them, as did my parent’s rough collie, and the collie cross I had when I was married to my ex. Never thought about that to be honest.

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