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Weeping Willow
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Weeping Willow |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
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Weeping Willows, a fishing pole to a boy or perhaps a bow... A haunting shade for fish to hide in... The leaves, taken away so casually, becoming as of a whip.... Stinging, I still remember the stings of a Willow’s switch.... Dancing as the limb courses the air, stinging the legs of mere boys... Oh but how appropriate the name of Weeping Willow, for I wept, I cried, I even screamed as that switch found me, time and again. Why can’t the willow just be a bow or a fishing pole? That a boy might remember the fish....and not the switch. Even as a man.... |
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SEA 
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
this is terribly sad....I remember my dad telling me about having to pick his own switch.....*hugs* to you |
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Connel
since 2002-11-04
Posts 736Florida, USA |
Very good poem. Tis one of the best. I wish to become a great poet some day, but it will only come in time. Til then, I shall write my poems, and wait. |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
In the final analysis, so true that we remember these times throughout our life...they shape whom we become...and whom we do not. Excellent write. ThisDiamond |
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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981 |
A grove of willows weeping for the loss Less pride than the oak More love than the cherry trees We do not stand tall, But are admired for our beauty And your poem had plenty of it. "Sticks and stones will break my bones, |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I'd often heard of the switch... but it only roasted marshmallows... I knew it had deeper terminology, I just never saw that side of it. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Susan, yes...I made one (a paddle) once upon a time....ended up having it used on me ONLY once within days after I made it.. I made a really good one...it didn't break. Connel, thank you and pleasure meeting you. Welcome to Passions.. TD...Kathy, yet, it made me who I am and also who I am not....I have never spanked a child with a switch in my lifetime... And I keep in touch with my emotions during discipline...maybe it was a good thing, huh? Wind, thank you very much...Yes, the willow is a very beautiful tree...many a word has been written of it... Sun, I am tickled that you remember the marshmallows....brings back memories of those, the fire, letting the mallow burn until it was black...blowing it out and eating it so gingerly....very hot!! |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Which switch is which? Sorry, I couldn't resist that. I'm still writing tongue twisters from my posting the other day. haha Did you ever get to enjoy the more pleasurable uses of the willow switch? If not, then this poem is even more sad. You certainly move me with all of your poetry--high, low, medium, pepper!... (Gosh, I'm in a rare mood this evening! lol) EA |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggssssssss) Oh Barry, I too can sympathize with the resemblance of the willow, sweet friend, this is so striking to me and for some reason I thought of marshmallow sticks and canoe paddles reading this and imagining them lying there naked in the woods and for what rather than being forgotten! (sigh) This is heartfelt, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Barry, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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DawnG
since 2000-06-23
Posts 1494United States |
Barry, This is a very sad write. In all the bad though, it seems some hope and good things came along in that you remember those times when it comes to disciplining your own child. Dawn |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
Hello Barry I could just imagine you as a boy sitting beneath the shade of a beautiful old willow tree. I think they are most beautiful on the banks of a river. Take care......Sue I am in motion |
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Robert Adamson Member
since 2002-10-21
Posts 328PA/USA |
Do the sweetest memories hurt the most? I am not sure but, you made me blink. Thank you. etoodog [This message has been edited by Robert Adamson (11-07-2002 01:22 AM).] |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
Barry, this is the finest, most powerful and painful poem you've ever written. I deeply feel your words and am keeping this~ Take care, Melissa~ "Poetry is not an opinion expressed... |
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