Saturday, October 9, 2010

"I Hear Their Hearts Beat"





The leaves are falling.
I can hear their hearts beating.
Red leaves and golden leaves.
I hear them twirl in the wind,,
and then they fall on me.
Where do they live?
Where do they go?

Rain drops are falling in my forest.
I can't count them all.
Its so very quiet.
But, I can hear the sounds, of the trees as they
S T R E T C H their toes in the mud.
Can you hear them?
The rain drops are splatting on leaves,,,
and then they drip on my head.
Can you feel the drops drizzle, on your face?

If you sit very quiet,
you will hear the hummm of the wind.
as she whispers,,,,,,,,,
The wind will tickle your ear.
The wind has a heart beat too.

If you listen very quietly, you will hear silence,,,
the silence is the rhythm of the forest's heart beating.

The leaves are twirling and soaring in the wind
and then they dance and swirl,,,
then they gently- touch the ground,
they close their eyes to sleep- like you and me.

I am listening to the rhythm,
I am feeling the heart beat of my forest,
as she goes to sleep.

I think the moon has a heart beat too,
as she watches, you and me sleep.

From high up in the sky,,,
Can you hear her heart beat?
Do you hear the hearts beating in the forest?
Nitey nite my friends
love
tweedles

ps
My inspiration for "listening to the hearts" came from my friend The Blog of Manon Doyle who always listens to her heart. She sent me a beautiful heart that her magic paint brush painted,,when it touched the canvas. Her heart touched mine,,,, and woke my heart up to find words that were sleeping. Thank you Manon
xoxox

Manons words
"I think the hearts give me this warm and giving feeling. I am all about the hearts I feel like I'm a girl that tries to speak from her heart and painting them does make me feel calm and happy."
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And my beautiful sweater was sent to me from Midge and Ames Soto Blossom in England. I love it so! Thank you Soggibottom

34 comments:

zenmasterlauren said...

Dearest Tweedles----we loved hearing about the hearts today. We love the photos of the beautiful forest. How lucky you are to live around so much green! It sounds like Fall has really arrived at your home---Fall at our home teases us until it gets cold (its warm...probably 90 and sunny here!) I'm going to go peek at Manon's blog :) Thanks for sharing---

George the Lad said...

Tweedles next time I am in the forest or wood, by myself, I will listen for the heart beats, I'm sure your right they are there.
See Yea George xxx

♥♥♥ The OP Pack ♥♥♥ said...

Such a beautiful poem, Tweedles. The inspiration of your forest is so beautiful. We are going to listen on our walk tonight as we go through the trail to see if we can hear those heart beats too.

Woos ~ Phantom, Thunder, and Ciara

Benny and Lily said...

Oh Tweedles what a lovely poem. We love your sweater
Benny & Lily

Sequoia & Petunia said...

Tweedles we think this our favorite poem by far! Last night with all the wind the leaves where singing loudly here and I loved it :)

Hugs,
S&P

Yoda & Brutus said...

Such a beautiful poem Tweedles :)

Pugs & Kisses,

Yoda & Brutus

soggibottom said...

You look very snug Tweedles.
I think we might have some of your leaves over on our side of the bridge. Would you like me to send them back ?
If not I promise to take care of them.
lots of love Ames :-)xxx

Nancy Medina said...

Dear Tweedley, what a beautiful story - that is wonderful that Otis' mom sent you a special heart, since she makes hearts so beautifully and is also a poet like you! You are always in our hearts and thoughts our friend from across the miles,
love, Aunty Nancy and the Fatties

Barbara said...

Just what I needed Tweedles, a happy tale about the heartsounds of the trees and leaves. It was very beautiful, and I could hear their hearts through you!!

xx
Barbara

Kira The BeaWootiful and Mom said...

Wooos Tweedles! The perfect end to a very busy week. Thank woo fur making my Mom stop and smile.

Manon Doyle said...

That was beautiful, Tweedles. Thank you for your beautiful words. Yes.... we all need to listen to our heart. If we listen carefully it will guide us right where we need to be.
xoxoxo

Chatty Crone said...

It is amazing how much more we hear in a moment of silence isn't it - the sounds of silence.

And Tweedles - you have the biggest heart of all.

♥sandie

Khyra And Sometimes Her Mom said...

Oh my Tweedles!

Woo so pawed it again!

The imagery is vivid...

Thanks fur sharing it with us!

Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra

Maggie and Mitch said...

What a beautiful poem, Tweedles!
When we go out at 4AM to do peepees, we hear the leaves falling and it's just the most beautiful sound and the most wonderful scent! We love autumn!

Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch

TOBY PUPPY in SA said...

Hey Tweedles...
My heart says I see a smiling moon in your blog.
Sending lotsalicks
TOBY PUPPY IN SOUTH AFRICA

Diane said...

What a great story about the beating hearts. Your stories are so amazing, Tweedles. Aunt Diane loves reading them. I always feel like I am right there with you! I love your sweater...it looks so cute on you....but then....what doesn't look cute on you????
I love you sweet girl & send kisses & hugs to all of you!
xoxoxo Aunt Diane

Hank said...

Wow, Tweedles, honey! I feel like I'm right there with ya!

Pug Hugs x 4 (Paula / PA Pug Mom) said...

Tweedles I wish so many humans could hear the heart beats like you do. Living things do matter and we are not to waste but be protectful of them. We need to listen to the hearts more and realize this.

Melissa and Emmitt said...

oh tweedles what a beautiful poem!

yes, i can hear the heart beat of your beautiful forest and see the moon twinkling at us.

i see that same peace in emmitt's face as he sleeps right here now.

you are so magical.

your heart painting from manon is so special!
thank you for telling us about it!

xoxoxo
m & e

Jan Mader said...

I've said it before, Tweeds, and I'll say it again. You are a true author in every sense of the word.

I love your poem and I heard the heartbeats from your forest. More than that, you wrote from your heart. Not one word was forced.

Your stories always lighten my own heart as I make your journies with you....xxoo

Jan Mader said...

I've said it before, Tweeds, and I'll say it again. You are a true author in every sense of the word.

I love your poem and I heard the heartbeats from your forest. More than that, you wrote from your heart. Not one word was forced.

Your stories always lighten my own heart as I make your journies with you....xxoo

Cheryl, Indiana, Shingo and Molly said...

The leaves havne't fallen here, yet. When they do, we'll be sure to listen!

Woofs and Kisses!
The Fiesty Three

Wilma said...

Tweedles,
Your poem made my heart feel warm and soft. Thank you for always helping me to stop,look and listen for all the beauty in the world. You are a truly special friend. I am going to listen to my forest for the songs it sings.

KB said...

Tweedles, I love your poem and the beautiful photos. You expressed something that I was thinking about today as I listened to the quaking aspen leaves, and then realized that their music will soon be gone for the winter. The forest is going to sleep but it's heart keeps on beating.

I'm so glad that I visited!

Sharon Wagner said...

I listened to the birds in the trees and the rustle of leaves on a beautiful fall walk last night.

bbes tribe said...

That was beautiful as always. Your poems are always special to us. We still think you should publish a book Tweedles.
Happy tails to you,
Ernie,Sasha,Chica

Scout 'n Freyja said...

Tweedles, the bestest ♥ of all is yours, my little sweetie pie! It is your ♥ that shares such beautiful words that paint pictures in our minds.

Joan said...

What a Beautiful, Beautiful Post. We love poetry! Both my husband and daughter write poetry, too! I also wanted to stop by and thank you so much for your kind words regarding our little Miss Skippy Wu. I haven't been on blogger for two months, I am back now and I wanted you to know your words meant a lot. Thank you. Have a wonderful day. Joan

Suka said...

hey Tweedles,

What a beautiful poem! I, too, love watching and listening to the leaves! I don't live near a forest but I can tell from your poem that it is pretty awesome! Hearts are Love so you can never go wrong listening to Hearts!

Suka

GAIL said...

Tweedles, I would like to hear your heart beat...as I'm kissing your soft little belly. xo

Cocorue said...

oh TweedTweed,

your beautiful words spoken from the heart.....you are so talented!

we will try to listen with our hearts and when we went walking today, we thought of you.

mumster sat in the balcony and 'listened' to the flowers and dadster thought she was bonkers!!!

chikisses

coco and tiffy

Chambray Blue said...

Loved it! blessings, bobbi & gracie

Dana Orsborn said...

Hi Tweedles!

Daisy and I love your pink sweater.
So sexy! We always love reading your
posts. They always make us smile.

Have a great weekend!

-Dana & Daisy

Puglette said...

hi tweedles! i loved this story! i especially liked the image of the trees stretching to reach the rain drops. and that sweater is so perfect for a nice fall day!! that pink looks beautiful on you. hugs to you and your loving moms!!
hugs,
puglette
:o)