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Passions in Poetry

Digital Passions
Poetry Magazine

Digital Passions #9
published Wednesday, July 18, 2001


Editor's Notes by Karilea Rilling Jungel
Featured Poet - A Selection by Beki Reese
Copyright Infringement by Poet deVine
Talking to Trees - A Poetry Duet
The Language of Silence by Karen A. Hood
The Whispering Tree (Poem) by Linda Bramblett
The Final Word by Poet deVine

* Bonus Features, Poetry & Prose

All About Haiku by Nancy Ness
Haiku and Senryu Selected by Sven/Temptress
Tanka Selected by Marge Tindal
Love Poems Selected by Sven
Poems on Life Selected by Marge Tindal
Spiritual Poetry Selected by Kathleen
Poetry Buffet Selected by Karen A. Hood
Friendship Poems Selected by Lone Wolf
Teen Poetry Selected by Javier Agosto
Going Nuts (Short Story) by Karen A. Hood

Read It All (one big page)

Copyright Infringement The Language of Silence


Sometimes what we love about a person is a reflection of their own passions and love. This is poem is a tribute to a tree surgeon - and his response

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The Man Who Talks to Trees
(for Colin)

by Heather (aka Xangel)

breathing hard
leaving puffs of vapour in the frosty morning air
the tree climber heaves himself up to surmount the tree
branches groaning under his weight
he stills himself to quiet it's sway
looking downward he checks the tree for warps and rot
"looks good" he mumbles to himself

off to his left a bird nest, abandoned for the season
are all that is left of a family of Robins
hands busy now, he hauls the saw to his side


steady and slow, the rhythm almost sleep inducing
there, now he's ready to start his day's work

if you could call it that
god he thrived on thin air and pitch it seems
the cold never even touches him

if you could call shaping a monstrous tree
into a piece of art work

if you could call saving a tree from itself and mother nature


funny how early this morning
when he first touched this behemoth
he felt the sickness these branches hid

funny how each day as he touches a new tree
the feelings grow sharper, more palpable

funny how people looked at him strangely at times
and called him "the man who talks to trees"

but it was as if he had learned the secret language of the trees
for he knew their need before he ever climbed a branch
and he cherished that gift like a priceless treasure

day's end now
weary, he descends from the heights
to go gratefully home to his waiting family

but first
he places his hands on the ancient bark once more
and he finds, as he suspected, only health there now

he smiles
and calls it a day


The Tree Surgeon Replies
by Colin

Yes it's true. I guess I'm what you would call a tree hugger. I've never hugged a tree apart from as a joke but I do feel an extremely strong affinity with a lot of trees.

I think it's a mixture of my knowledge of trees and my love of them that helps me communicate with them. I know it sounds weird so that's ok if you want a lil giggle. I talk to trees and can sense in some intangible way what they are feeling. and HAH... the feeling thing isn't imagination either. There's been research on many occasions that show plants can react to external stimuli.

One piece of research showed that if a pathogenic beetle attacks one tree of a certain species (can't remember which right now), it will produce a chemical defense agent in its sap. It might be too late for that tree, but within a few minutes, all the trees of that species nearby also start producing the same chemical. Clever eh?

Anyway, that's enough for now I think. Trees can feel and we can feel trees.