Open Poetry #7 |
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Weeping Willow |
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DeEpMeLaNcHoLy New Member
since 2000-04-29
Posts 9 |
Weeping Willow Shadowing my window bring your tears to me sadly sweeping across my pane open your eyes and see blue skies but clouded lies what more could it be? but dreamers dreaming and sleepers sleeping Weeping Willow Sing to me |
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poetFemmeFatale Member Elite
since 1999-07-25
Posts 2646Arkansas |
As you may know, I have a deep love for willows... This is a wonderful little poem that is quite beautiful in many ways. I just wanted to say how much I like it. You did well with this one. I like the simple style it has... |
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WhiteNite Member
since 2000-04-09
Posts 241Montgomery, AL |
What a pretty picture you paint. =) I can see myself sitting in a window with the shadows from this tree sweeping back and forth in the wind.... very relaxing. =) Thank you. "Don't let your character get camoflaged with your environment. Find who you are and let it stay in its true colors." --Rachel Joy Scott |
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Marge Tindal![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
DeepMelancholy~ The weeping willow dances so gracefully when she's happy ... and sways so sadly when she's in pain. You did a beautiful job of bringing the wistful weeping of the willow to thought. Enjoyed the images very much. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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netswan Senior Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 1369Washington |
grandma had this great big weeping willow which I played under as a child. Oh, I do love the weeping willow tree. A sad willow tree in your poem -- best go play underneath it ---) It is probably crying cuz, you haven't opened the window and it wants to put sap on your window sill ----) lovely poem - with great imagery netswan |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Trees can also comfort, I am sure that the willow is not always weeping most of the time it is whispering words of comfort. If you lie under the willow and listen it will sing a lullaby for you. Great poem. |
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