Two poems for October
Trees in the Breeze (Haiku)
Golden autumn trees,
like old, treasure-laden ships,
roll and rise and roll.
Can You Hear The Treetops?
Can you hear the voices – the voices of the trees?
Can you hear them singing to the gentle summer breeze?
Can you hear them laughing?
Can you hear them sigh?
Can you hear them whispering their secrets to the sky?
I can hear them playing, as they swing and sway.
I can hear their voices, but I can’t hear what they say.
To be published by The School Magazine, Australia (date not yet known).
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