Phyllis Babcock Poet Blank verse

Dancing Trees

The trees stood surrounded by a symphony of sound

They stood bewildered stretching out there rippling leaves

As another crescendo echoed through the branches

They swayed melodically in this southern breeze

The leaves danced caressing the sturdy trunks

The melody rode on the southern breeze

As it twisted and turned and wound around each rippling leave

Each leave danced without refrain

Waiting for the intermittent wind

To pick up the melody once again

Once the melody stopped they would wait for the wind again.

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Andrea Dietrich February 25, 2011 at 11:17 AM wow, I am really liking page three of your poetry, dear. I have written of trees this way but you captured even more details like the leaves caressing the trunks . Great line! My shoulder is a mess today so I am gonna get off now and give this a rest. Luv ya, Andrea

Sue Mason March 4, 2009 at 3:57 PM Here in the NW, the pine trees in the wind have almost the exact same sound as the tide at the ocean!! This is a beautiful write with lots of great imagery to it!!

Lisa Cooper October 24, 2008 at 7:10 AM very lovely nature is always very inspirational

Joseph Spence Sr September 5, 2008 at 9:23 AM This is wonderful. It's like watching and listening to a symphony at play in a theater. I just love the flow of the words and the melody of the piece. Great job! ~Joseph

Deneen White September 1, 2008 at 7:16 PM I love this symphony of the dancing trees, and the wind and the rain, thanks for the comments, take care you have a way with words, take care D-nyce

Brian Strand August 27, 2008 at 11:55 PM They are a living artwork Phyllis and your poetry complements the image so well.rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments

Vince Suzadail Jr. August 15, 2008 at 8:41 AM I used to hike when I was younger(now I jog to the refrigerator) and listen to the wind and the trees,. It was almost like a private conversation. Vince

Deneen White August 10, 2008 at 3:53 PM I love this write about the wind, I love to sit in my back yard when it is windy and I just listen to the music that it plays, great write, Phyllis

John Loving Iii August 9, 2008 at 7:41 AM very intelegent and discriptive of the beauty of nature that not many try even to see or hear or wait for. great work. JHL

Sara Lokken August 8, 2008 at 7:32 PM Beautiful naturistic poetry--has a note of inspiration and triumph. Regards, Sara

Jaime Ferreyros August 8, 2008 at 12:49 PM One thing I do know...you write beautiful poems! Thanks for comments & God Bless, Jaime

Laura Mckenzie August 7, 2008 at 6:50 PM Echanting interesting view what a lovely write! I enjoyed this write alot! Laura

Brian Strand August 6, 2008 at 1:05 AM Beautiful sounds and images Phyllis.One for my favourites list I think.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments

P Sheart August 5, 2008 at 4:29 PM Hi Phyllis My goodness hun, how did I miss this one. What a beautiful picture you pain here.I can see those leaves dancing in the wind and I can the beautiful melody too! Take care Love Light Truth Patricia

August 5, 2008 at 4:05 PM Nice use of imagery to paint a picture with words. I like all the auditory images too. Interesting use of personification makes for good reading. Nice job!! Karen

Zac Bern August 3, 2008 at 6:44 PM paints and incredible scene, and sounds

Heidie Buys August 3, 2008 at 1:25 PM Superbly done. The mental image is stunning. Very well done. Regards Heidie

Kristin Reynolds August 2, 2008 at 5:32 AM Beautiful my dear, this swayed effortlessly, wind is my favorite. Love Kristin

Matthew Anish August 1, 2008 at 4:34 PM Nice personification here! Were you thinking of Ents? They talked but I am not so sure they sang. Thanks for your kind words

Sharon Winter August 1, 2008 at 3:52 PM You captured the rhythm of nature so brilliantly. I felt like I was there. Still, then in full symphony. Magnificent write! Love, Shar

Michael Jordan August 1, 2008 at 1:42 PM Phyllis - I often go up the road a little ways on the far side of the lake to listen to the sounds produced by the wind blowing down the canyon - Beautiful poem - God Bless