Larry Belt Poet Rhyme

The Tree of Whispers

The tree outside her window
Watched as the little girl cried
It often became her refuge
Offering her a place to hide

Perched upon its crooked limbs
Her tears dripped from its leaves
A cry for help that goes unheard
For years no one believes

Each night he came to find her
With whiskey on his breath
It's been this way for way too long
Since her mother's untimely death

The tree of whispers saw it all
The stories this tree could tell
The secrets found among its leaves
Tells of her living hell

One day the girl went missing
Her body was never found
But the wind still tells her secrets
When the leaves fall to the ground

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Ralph Taylor January 11, 2011 at 6:50 AM Poignant piece, my friend. Sad. Enjoyed. Ralph

Charlotte Puddifoot January 10, 2011 at 4:52 PM wonderful poem, very poignant, made me feel deeply...something in it reminds me in a way of a poem of mine called The Lovely Bones...

Deb Wilson January 10, 2011 at 3:51 PM This was really touching and sad too.good one Larry..love,Deb

January 10, 2011 at 1:26 PM I still don't know what to think about this poem. I quite enjoyed it, and good job, but it's sad, as you intend it to be, and it makes me sad, which is a good job on your part, but anyway. Keep it up!