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Friday, 6 December 2013

Listen to the trees

I have admired this poem for many years and thought I would post it here for posterity.

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
- Joyce Kilmer



  1. Maree, my mom used to sing this.....sweet, sweet memories for me!! Thanks for sharing a beautiful post!

    1. My pleasure Liz. I know we both love this poem, now it's here to come back to time and time again!

  2. Don't know why really but this brought to mind the silly short song I heard recently on the Goon Show:
    'I talk to the trees
    That's why they put me away.'
    It always makes me smile when I remember that ;)

    1. Ha ha ha! That IS probably what will happen if somebody catches you in the process! And besides which' "♪ ♪ ♪ ♫♫♫♫ they don't listen to me!♪ ♪ ♪ ♫♫♫♫" as the song goes!



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