Note: I wrote this when I was 16 years old and revised it at 23. I am not sure what exactly moved me to write it, but at that time I dabbled a bit in writing poetry about relationships and my life. I've always thought weeping willows were beautiful creatures of nature. This poem has been my favorite and relates to where I am at in life right now.
Weeping Willow
2/2/2002, Revised 11/6/2008
Weeping Willow
Hear me cry
Feel my desperation
Fading green
Drooping like heavy eyelids
Thrashing in the wind of the world
Weeping Willow
Hear the yearning of the meek
Feel the need for metallic bravery
God’s creation
Dancing sweetly
Shading
Weeping Willow
Hear the beat of my music
Feel the thunder of my storm
Power
Beauty
And grace
Weeping Willow
What do you hear
What do you feel
Weeping Willow
Listen to my pleading
Feel what my heart feels
Weeping Willow
Hear me cry
Feel my desperation
I think that is a beautiful poem
ReplyDeleteI agree with Holly - beautiful poem! :)
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