And she stopped…
and she heard what the trees
said to her,
and she sat there for hours
not wanting to leave.
For, the forest said nothing,
it just let her breathe.
by Becky Hemsley
I have shared Becky’s poetry on here before. She is an author who lives in Leicestershire, UK, with her husband, two boys and their dog. She was formerly a primary school teacher for 15 years, but now writes full-time and has written four collections. The first - entitled 'Talking to the Wild', which features the poem 'Breathe'. Also, another book now which is a follow on, 'What the Wild Replied. I treated myself to these two books. I can highly recommend them. She also has two further regular collections, and one of loss and grief poetry, as well as three children's books, one of which is an illustrated version of 'Breathe'). She is drawn to, and moved by, nature and its consistencies with human emotion (this I can attest to). In her words, "I often think the phrase 'human nature' is a good one to describe my thought process when writing. I aim to make a difference with words by helping people realize they are not alone." She really is an amazing poet and sounds like a wonderful human being.
Beautiful sweet poem. Peace and bird song.
ReplyDeleteThank you Margaret, what better? :)))
DeleteI have "What The wild Replied"!!!
ReplyDeleteWonderful Ginny, I hope you enjoy it as much as I do :)
DeleteLovely.
ReplyDeleteHappy you thought so, thank you Janice :)
DeleteLovely poem and image! Take care, have a wonderful day!
ReplyDeleteThank you Eileen and I wish you the same :)
DeleteSuch a beautiful and calming poem!
ReplyDeleteI love how Becky Hemsley’s words capture the peace nature brings.
I am so glad you find it so Veronica Lee. I couldn't agree more. It seems to be embedded in her soul :)
DeleteAh...a whisper of rest.
ReplyDeleteIsn't that a wonderful thought Sandi :)
DeleteWhat a lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteHappy you enjoyed it Ann :)
DeleteThere is no question that there is solace and joy in the company of trees.
ReplyDeleteI agree David and I very totally at peace in their company too :)
DeleteThat is a nice poem and lovely illustration accompanying it.
ReplyDeleteHi Linda, thank you and so glad you liked them :)
DeleteI do not understand or connect with a lot of poetry, but I do with that one!
ReplyDeleteThat's wonderful Jim and that makes me happy. Best wishes to you and Barb :)
DeleteWow.
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A perfect word for sure, thank you Regine :)
DeleteBeautiful
ReplyDeleteThank you so much and I borrowed one of your funnies for my weekly happening post next Tuesday. I hope you don't mind. I gave you credit :)
DeleteI've also heard speakers on this same topic and more that trees etc. talk to each other.
ReplyDeleteMe too Red and I totally believe it, maybe not in the way you and I can talk, but in their own way they are talking up a storm :)
DeleteI will look for her books. I like the poem.
ReplyDeleteThat's great Sandra, it is a beautiful poem and glad you liked it :)
DeleteThat's charming.
ReplyDeleteA pretty word for it Jeanie, and very true :) Thank you!
DeleteLovely illustration for the poem.
ReplyDeleteSo happy you enjoyed them Ellen, thank you :)
DeleteBeautiful poem. and picture..I love trees..
ReplyDeleteAre you familiar with
Trees
by Joyce Kilmer (by the way Joyce is a man)
1886 –1918
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.
One of my favorites too.
Hugs Cecilia
A big hug to you for this Cecilia. I do know the poem but it's been a while since I read it and I loved reading it again thanks to you.
DeleteThis is wonderful, I will have to look her up as my favorite poet is Mary Oliver and this sounds like it is right up my alley.
ReplyDeleteHello Val, we have the same favorite poet in Mary Oliver. In fact I have several of Mary's poems and quotes on my blog. Becky's way with words reminded me of her also and I took to her poetry immediately :) Happy you thought so too, thank you!
DeleteWhat a sweet poem....and such a lovely picture to go with it. Wish there was a bit more green (and less white) under the trees just now but nature is still so refreshing, isn't it?! I hope you are enjoying a peaceful afternoon!
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean Jennifer. We had one particularly 50+ temperature which melted a lot of the snow. But looks like we will have a couple of days next week so batten down your hatches :) I agree, nature is totally refreshing. I am enjoying a very peaceful afternoon thank you, and I hope you are too my friend :)
DeleteThe poem reads so gracefully
ReplyDeleteI agree and that's an excellent word to describe it. Thank you Roentare :)
DeleteLovely image and lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteAll the best Jan
Much appreciate that Jan, thank you so much! All the best to you too :)
DeleteI love that you treated yourself. Wonderful. Happy Reading.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ivy, we've got to treat ourselves occasionally don't we? Happy reading to you too :)
DeleteI have never heard of her. Will see if I can find any of her books in our library.
ReplyDeleteLove the poem.
Hello Sandra, I hope you found one of her books :) It's a beautiful poem and she has many more you will enjoy I'm sure :)
DeleteA very sweet and thoughtful poem. :) :)
ReplyDeleteI very much agree Rita :) lovely of you to say so :) Thank you!
DeleteThank you for sharing
ReplyDeleteYou are very welcome Cloudia, and thank you :)
DeleteBeautiful. peaceful poetry.
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