Joseph P. DiMino Poet Rhyme

Listen To the Trees

Listen to the trees…
how dark their voices in the moonless night--
unnerving shades that only today were bright, green, sunny things;
and now their quivering leaves, remind me more
of scarecrow sleeves,
nearby not a bird would light
unless he were a terrible sight.
Listen to the wind…
storm voice near the distant eye--
Listen! Listen! Listen! Such a thunderous cry!
There!--the last ray of sunlight gone, in a fester of billowing clouds;
with the last quiet moment, in a splatter of furious sounds;
down the torrent upon us
the wind like sickles and mowing blades;
Listen! Listen! Listen!--to the trees now toppling shades.
Yet, in the midst of all madness--
the air, a hornet of frantic leaves;
wind tugging at our garments,
flapping and fluttering like scarecrow sleeves--
a quiet comes over us;
halfway through passes a silent eye;
blesses us with a peaceful moment;
reassuringly winks good-bye….

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Joyce Chigiya September 18, 2021 at 2:14 PM Hi, I have read a handful of you poems and I must say that I like them oh so much. "Listen to the trees" in particular Is such an exceptional composition. It brings about strong positive vibes 'in the midst of all the madness'. The poem lays bare the catharsis of writing from one's core. I believe you have a great thing going with your writing. Thank you for sharing the splendid work. Joseph P. DiMino September 18, 2021 at 3:01 PM Thank you so much, Joyce, for letting me know how much you enjoyed this work, and thank you for the positive encouragement. Blessings my friend!

Connie Marcum Wong October 29, 2016 at 4:42 PM I love the relationship you seem to have with trees, they do speak if we listen. This is a beautiful poem Joe. 7 ; )

Kathleen Kroll July 30, 2016 at 10:02 AM Joe, I love the imagery here.it expresses feelings I have had but didn't know how to put in words. I especially like the last few lines. A quiet comes over us.... Joseph P. DiMino July 30, 2016 at 2:18 PM You made my day! Blessings my friend!!

Paul Callus July 19, 2016 at 11:09 AM A delightful offering, Joe...full of life! I listen with you....Regards // paul Joseph P. DiMino July 30, 2016 at 2:22 PM Thank you, Paul; have a great weekend!!

DM Babbit July 12, 2016 at 3:51 AM Nicely written, truly enjoyed reading. Joseph P. DiMino July 12, 2016 at 8:27 AM Thank you so much, my friend. Have a beautiful day!

Faye Gibson July 5, 2016 at 11:34 AM I have enjoyed reading some of your work today, especially liked this one. I have always liked the image of trees at night...well, trees anytime. Thank you for visiting my poem and you kind comments. Joseph P. DiMino July 5, 2016 at 6:13 PM Blessings my friend! Have a beautiful day!! Thank you.

James Marshall Goff June 8, 2016 at 10:04 PM Joe, you bring the reader along a dreamy ride! "the wind like sickles and mowing blades;" WOW! good work! Joseph P. DiMino June 9, 2016 at 6:33 AM Ouch! Those sickles and mowing blades! Love it! Thank you, Jimbo.

Phil Capitano June 7, 2016 at 8:34 AM Amazing!!! I agree with Paul, love the way it flows and excellent images. A 7! Here is the best compliment I can give you, you sound like me even your subject matter. Read my poem 'I Saw The Trees Laughing', I think you'll like it. Your friend Phil. Joseph P. DiMino June 7, 2016 at 10:09 AM Thank you so much, Phil; loved your "I Saw The Trees Laughing"--I think I will go out in my backyard and tickle a few, for firsthand enchantment.

Paul Schneiter June 7, 2016 at 6:54 AM Remarkable imagery in this poem, together with excellent flow. I enjoyed every line, and I didn't want it to end. Thanks for sharing it, Joe. Joseph P. DiMino June 7, 2016 at 7:59 AM You made my day! Thank you, Paul.