Let them ban my books, suppress my voice
and I will turn my back and walk away
listen to the trees to let myself be free
Let them bark about their woes and victimhood
let their voice grow bitter, hoarse
and I will let them ramble ‘til they’re dumb
Let them fight their wars in silence
ignore but let myself record, collect and save
for a time when tides have turned
Let them tie themselves, from lies a noose
and I will watch them dangle in their web
until a time when I may let them loose
Let them fail and fall just let them lose
because our strength is in the right of numbers
with math we’ll save what’s left.
Let me build the path away to something else
Let me live with you with trees
Let us thrive on what’s after when silence rules

Caspar David Friedrich
Today Mish hosts dVerse poetics with a prompt that simply start with Let Them (and/or Let Me) and see what transpires from that. In today’s toxic world it is time to ignore some of what triggers us most. In the long run, don’¨t ignore but record for a time of reconning.
May 26, 2026
Peace, Bro.
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I love that you illustrated your poem with a Caspar David Friedrich painting, Björn, and the defiant tone of your poem made me feel want to read it out loud. Everyone should listen to trees.
Trees should have a say I think
I agree!
Your title lines up perfectly with mine, Bjorn. This is so powerful! The numbers really do make the difference. We have to believe in the strength of good over evil.
I think it is all about incompetence as well
Wow…this one is heavy.
It is heavy to bear
solace in trees; yes indeed
much love
Yes indeed
A very moving poem Björn
Thank you so much
You’re welcome
Very well done, Bjorn.
Thanks
Oh, Bjorn, your opening lines drew me right in, for that is how I cope too. So grateful for nature’s wild beauty. Yet feeling the weight of all humanity is doing to the planet at the same time. A schizophrenic existence, holding the two truths. How your poem resonates with me……our greater numbers. Your three closing lines speak right to my heart.
I know how it is… and ignoring their stupidity is the best way
Silence is often a good answer.
It is… (but I’m bad at it)
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Thanks
So many beautiful verses in this one! I was especially taken by the pacing and rhythm of your 4th and 5th paragraphs.
Thank you… I love to work on the pacing of words
A powerful entreaty with a hopeful end – Jae
Thank you so much
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I’m struggling with this line “Let them bark about their grape and victimhood” as I’m unsure of your intention. Grape is in common use across social media to stop a similar word from being blocked and comments being removed. I may be reading too much into your use here, or misunderstanding your idea completely.
Totally right… no it was a confusion of mine. I will correct it to something else
Wonderful ♥️
Thanks
I so hope for what your title says. I love the flow of your lines, and especially the first stanza and the hopefulness in the last.
That’s a beautiful Friedrich painting.
Thank you… it was a wonderful painting for the theme
You’re welcome!
Well put and well done. And I agree. I will be amongst you and the trees.
That is were we get strength
I too love the title and I think the trees will have lots of company. They have strong roots and so do all of those who wish to find a path to somewhere peaceful.
I still believe in the strength of numbers
This is powerful, and speaks your truth in the most beautiful way, Björn. I love this: “…listen to the trees to let myself be free.”
It is to get ready for the next battle
Let us all hope we reach such a day.
We can only hope
the rambling rumbles crumble, they won’t unless we vote them out, everywhere.
Silence them by not listening to them
You have give them notice, even if you don’t internalize/listen. They need to be catalogued countered and held to just account.you are part of that here
Yes, indeed! We need to keep a record of all that’s happening and living with trees is how it should be. Perfect title and perfect artwork.
Bjorn I love the strength in this poem!! Bravo.
This is wonderful, Bjorn!
I really enjoyed this poem. I agree let them ramble, I’ll listen to the trees.