Wishing Leaves

We sat upon the bench that autumn night
And basked beneath the moon’s cool silver light,
While waves of traffic lapped the park’s green shore
And squirrel’s rushed to fill their acorn store.

A gust of wind set off a whispered sigh
Among the trees that leaned against the sky;
We listened hard to catch their secret words
Between the chirping chatter of the birds.

Then as we turned our faces to the moon –
Our hands entwined; our hearts in sync, in tune –
We felt the fingers of the silken breeze
And made our wishes on the falling leaves.

Wayne Visser © 2010

Book

Wishing Leaves: Favourite Nature Poems

This creative collection, now in its 3rd edition, brings together nature poems by Wayne Visser, celebrating the diversity, beauty and ever-changing moods of our planet. The anthology includes many old favourites like “I Think I Was a Tree Once” and “A Bug’s Life”, as well as brand new poems like “Monet’s Dream” and “The Environmentalist”. Then as we turned our faces to the moon / Our hands entwined, our hearts in sync, in tune / We felt the fingers of the silken breeze / And made our wishes on the falling leaves / A gust of wind set off a whispered sigh / Among the trees that leaned against the sky.  Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.

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