Friday, November 16, 2012

None Sits Under Trees



Prompt: Trees

None Sits Under Trees


None sits under trees
to share stories the hearts hide;
Old oak stands alone

Old oak stands alone;
winds touch with a hope to hear
tales of love and hate

Tales of love and hate
spill out in coffee cafe';
None sits under trees..



RS:)




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19 comments:

  1. Susan DanielsNovember 16, 2012 at 8:55 PM

    Ramesh, this is so sad. I want to go spend time with this tree...

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  2. Amrit SinhaNovember 17, 2012 at 4:28 AM

    I feel sad for the Oak tree . he must be feeling lonely :-(

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  3. GraceNovember 17, 2012 at 4:49 AM

    I feel sad too ~ Enjoyed your cascading haiku ~

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  4. SusanNovember 17, 2012 at 6:04 AM

    Sad tone, but funny way into the cafe: Tales spill as does the coffee! Poor tree, poorer humanity.

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  5. rallentandaNovember 17, 2012 at 6:55 AM

    Gossip belongs to the cafes. Contemplation belongs to the tree.

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  6. Magical Mystical TeacherNovember 17, 2012 at 7:05 AM

    And who is none, I wonder...

    Lovely set, Ramesh, simply lovely!

    Lady Saltcedar and Whispers of a Tree

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  7. anthonynorthNovember 17, 2012 at 7:37 AM

    Melancholy but so lovely.

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  8. WabiSabiNovember 17, 2012 at 8:07 AM

    Haunting. I would love to sit under this oak and hear it's story. I enjoy your cascading.

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  9. PremaNovember 17, 2012 at 8:12 AM

    yes, am sure the old oak had loads of stories to tell, secrets to share, if only somebody sat under it, and listened to it. folks prefer coffee cafes these days !

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  10. Judith WesterfieldNovember 17, 2012 at 12:22 PM

    It indeed has a sad tone, a yearning for connection through words. It's as if your poetry reach out and make that connection even though none are actually sitting under your "tree".

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  11. DulcinaNovember 17, 2012 at 3:45 PM

    Another touching trio, Ramesh, but believe me... I sit under my tree - by the way, it's an oak - and "he" is my confident; I know "he" will not reveal my secrets to anyone, only to the wind.
    :)

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  12. AnonymousNovember 17, 2012 at 3:57 PM

    Wah Ramesh ji... this one is filled with sadness... and how we have transitioned from trees to cafes...

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  13. Sam JamiesonNovember 17, 2012 at 11:14 PM

    Poor tree... left all alone with the passing of time.

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  14. MamaTimNovember 18, 2012 at 12:27 AM

    Hi Ramesh, I'd love to sit under your tree :)
    Where we live, some road-side cafes mushroom beneath huge trees!

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  15. Woman'n'BeyondNovember 18, 2012 at 2:00 AM

    Yeah, coffee shops have dislodged choupals around trees, very well put!

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  16. Sri ValliNovember 18, 2012 at 2:38 AM

    Ohw!..What amazes me is it still stands strong though it is lonely..Enjoying its own company. Beautiful and touching one Rameshji :)

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  17. brudbergNovember 18, 2012 at 11:54 AM

    I can actually feel for the old oak. But in November I avoid to keep the trees company.

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  18. AnonymousNovember 19, 2012 at 7:36 AM

    I have an old oak out in my back yard, with a long forgotten tree swing. I too sit in coffee shops. Thanks for the perspective. I love my tree :)

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  19. UnknownNovember 21, 2012 at 7:15 AM

    Maybe we would do better to go sit under that old oak tree?

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