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Weeping Willow
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Weeping Willow |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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Weeping Willow Bent and spent under the myriad children of her arms The weeping willow chants the beauty of her charms Painting with sweeping arcs of brush, her art With the graceful lower tips of her parts. And music plays with the touching of the ground Mystic heavy bevies of the sounding surround And only the weeping willow can augment the dance Of the silent symphony that the wind blows by chance Staging and stirring in the bending of her parts The silent lullabies of the weeping of her heart Voiced by desire and the twirling of her young. Till the whole of the choir, sings, what should be song? Gracefully she bends and titillates the earth Saucy sweeping springing off the center of her girth Shadows swooning in the silver flaunt of moon Flutters all her children like the courting of a loon. The will-o-the wisp of illusions mellow In awe I watch the weeping of the willow. |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
"will o-the wisp" is one of my favorite expressions, I haven't heard this in a very long time. And willow ....God, I loved this poem. Thanks, Sy! Kathleen (Kay) |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Morning ST. Keeping this. - Oh there are just so many incredible lines, running, it's picture painted stays. Crafty and belonging. *Peace you. |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Seymour~ Sweet poet ... 'Gracefully she bends and titillates the earth Saucy sweeping springing off the center of her girth Shadows swooning in the silver flaunt of moon Flutters all her children like the courting of a loon.' AND .... you titillate my morning~ Thank you~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Charisma
since 2000-09-30
Posts 5906lost in blue pages |
~Gracefully she bends and titillates the earth Saucy sweeping springing off the center of her girth Shadows swooning in the silver flaunt of moon Flutters all her children like the courting of a loon. The will-o-the wisp of illusions mellow In awe I watch the weeping of the willow.~ what a fabulouw write, love the image you present here.  ~*Theresia~* |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Irish, Haven't used the expression in a long time. Thank you. *L* SpiteFire, Good morning and peace to you. Thank you for the read and nice comment. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The willow has a special song that she leaves behind one that layers gently upon my soft and fragile mind... thanks for the inspire, Sy...you and yours have a wonderful weekend, y'hear me? |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Marge, Speaking of titillate......Hugs and kisses. Charisma, You are a doll. Thank you *L* Sunshine, I hear you, hear you, hear you. *L* [This message has been edited by Seymour Tabin (edited 11-30-2001).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Bent and spent under the myriad children of her arms The weeping willow chants the beauty of her charms Painting with sweeping arcs of brush, her art With the graceful lower tips of her parts. And music plays with the touching of the ground Mystic heavy bevies of the sounding surround And only the weeping willow can augment the dance Of the silent symphony that the wind blows by chance Staging and stirring in the bending of her parts The silent lullabies of the weeping of her heart Voiced by desire and the twirling of her young. Till the whole of the choir, sings, what should be song? ================================== The will-o-the wisp of illusions mellow In awe I watch the weeping of the willow. =============================== and in awe of your writing I watch as you paint these oh so lovely images and tease our tongues with your delightful cadence and internal rhyme... this is a showcase piece to display your poetic talents... and share your vision ...for things are so much cooler when seen thru your eyes of wise  *winikiewinkie*  me |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
JM, Your flattery serves me breakfast, lunch and dinner. And would you please join me for some raspberry tea in the secrets of our minds. Love to me was always such a strong word, but it weakens and lacks when I think of you. WW S |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
"tis you who flatters me... and I will join you for that tea... meet me 'neath thy willow tree till then I save me winkies all for thee *L*  |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Such a beautiful poem, And now I feel I want to apply it to the loss of George Harrison , and hear his guitar weep under the willow. Sigh.. This is a very touching poem, Sy. Glad to have found it. Sandra |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Cat, It is my pleasure you found it, read it and commented. *L* JM, It's a date. And on the morrow I will serenade you with a new poem. WW S |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
 and I'll be here...with me Tinkerbells on *L* |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
JM, Then until tomorrow. |
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