Willow
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naquillity,
weeping willow,
willow
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Mourning willow
Your tepid tears
Stain the earth
While tranquil clouds
Pass the threadbare field
Bestowing nature's sunlight
Upon your
Familiar weeping skin
Unburden your salty leaves
Evermore bathed in
Friendless sanction
A solitary forest
Without foreign tongued dialect
Playing on the edge of weighted consciousness
A season in repose.
My poem is an old one made from an online magnetic poetry kit. The willow/ pond is something I pass on my way to town.
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Beautiful scene and poem!
Ah, that's such a beautiful picture. I've always loved weeping willows. They are a most poetic subject indeed!
Well done, Michelle.
:)
Now that is cool..the picture and your words!
Reminds me of an umbrella tree I used to climb as a child. (I wanted to post a haiku to a seasonal haiku prompt thingy I'm semi involved in) Gave me a bit of inspiration as I'm procrastinating. Have a great weekend-
It seems to be a day for sad tree poems, Michelle! I love your ekphrastic piece.
You might like to check out the other tree poem I have just read on the blog of my Romanian friends of Contemporary & Literary Horizon.
I am sick with a sore throat/head cold today, and this post made me feel soothed and touched. The poem and photo work together perfectly. Weeping willows are one of my favorite types of trees - with their deep emotion. :)
I'm curious - did you load in an older poem and the online program rearranged it?
You have such a gift with words...I love your poem!
Sharon:)
p.s. have you ever checked out our cat's blog?
http://brucethecat.blogspot.com
I love that willow in the middle of small island!
beautiful words, Michelle! I love the tear-image that you carry through the poem.
and that willow--how amazing! I don't think I've ever seen one growing like that, in the middle of a pond. how wonderful!
I think it's really cool that you made that with one of those magnet kits and then wrote it down. How unique!
Wilows do look sad don't they? What a pretty scene you chose for your beautiful poem.
Wilows do look sad don't they? What a pretty scene you chose for your beautiful poem.
beautiful poem and photo..
that gadget for making poem sounds cool..can you me about it?
It's amazing what you can do when you know words, Michelle. Well done, my poet friend.
Beautiful photo, too.
Fascinating scene - your words are truly lovely!
how lovely & sad, this one, I think is one of my favorite of yours, I find it to be full of emotion turmoils and perhaps a release at the end, as if saying goodbye to a love one of sort
Beautiful words.
I loved playing under weeping willows as a kid.
Your tepid tears stain the earth-
what a lovely phrase, Michelle.
A gentle ode.
Cool island with the willow! I wonder who thought to plant that tree there!?! Its lovely as is your poem!
Did you get your camera lense yet?? lol
cheers! Helene
What beautiful words! I love the willow, lonely on the island!
It's a beautiful, full willow, Michelle, and your words are a wonderful companion to it!
Willows do seem to convey a grace and pathos, more than most other trees...
Lovely photo Michelle. I love willow trees as we had one in our backyard as a child. It provided a lot of fun and shade for playing children.. Michelle
Really quite lovely; I am intrigued by the idea of the solitary forest. Willows are so rich in history and meaning.
A season in repose
What a beautiful poem! And the photo is magnificent. You could get lost in it... :-)
What a gorgeous tree to enjoy every day, every season. Nice pairing with this poem.
beautiful scene - I enjoyed your poem too, amazing what can be made from a magnetic poetry kit.
Just realised i don't think I signed up for your locked posts. is it too late now? Do you have my email address?
The willow become beautifully eerie in your poem. Very powerful and sensual.
Interesting description of the willow and nice post of the picture.
So good it makes you want to weep with it.
I had to feed those fish!
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