The Weeping Willow

A tribute to anyone who has endured abuse of any kind.

Like a Willow

swaying in the breeze

touched by sunlight

inculpable and unborn

torn from a mothers womb

fragile and pure

left to break and endure

given no direction

each episode exposed to circumstance

she reads her tattered catechism

catching gilded words in rhetoric vibrations

pleading in the darkness

her shadow rocks her back and forth

 watching her silent tears stain her soul

the rain pitter-patter on the window

it never stopped

 she counts the days

her black marker crossing out one more day to endure

days turn into months

 months a blurred vision

on the floor

a tattered, sodden calendar of  darkness

time remaines only in the still emptiness

the Willow drapes it's fresh canopy of spring

and the frozen imprints of her new shoes

fade into the weeping tressels

beyond the dwelling of her bleeding wounds

Reviews

[Pragati Chaudhary]

beautiful :)
Your words are classic

[Hebe]

😊 thank you

[genocide]

this is very powerful with a lot of emitons running very wild

[Hebe]

Thank you very much... appreciate it.

[WillaDanvers]

This is very powerful and the emotions are running strong through this entire piece. I loved the story, although sad to read, it was a beautiful write. Great job!!

[Hebe]

Hi Willa ....thank you my friend , so glad you appreciated it.......

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful and worthwhile words and thoughts shared dear friend. I like the photo and the story told in the poetry. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Hebe]

Thank you for reading my words :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend. I love the weeping willow tree.

[.]

Excellent work, Hebe.

Delicately described and imagined, you have captured the metaphor very well. There is no tree just like the willow to embrace as one's own in those infrequent times of sorrow and loneliness.

I enjoyed the piece. Well written with wonderful use of vocabulary. Well Done.

[Hebe]

Hi Dooley, so glad you enjoyed the piece and I always enjoy reading your comments. ..thank you:)

[Jes' Pi]

Hello Hebe.

I don't always get the chance to read your work, but now I feel really delighted to review one of your poems.

Beginning with the image of the poem, I really enjoyed reading this profound description of a willow. Personally, I never imagined that a willow can be this beautiful and dramatic, but now you made me see its angelic side.

I don't know if the poem describes a tree or a person...for it may be a metaphor...but you're the only person who keeps this secret, Hebe.

About grammar mistakes:
"remaines"----remains
"it's"------its

Concluding, you wrote a very good simplistic description that I enjoyed to read. But...is the willow one of the earthly sorrows, just like the fir?

[Hebe]

Hi Jes... thank you very much for your comments and thoughts .... trees have always fascinated me. To me they represent the air we breath and knowledge in their DNA, dating back millions of years..

[Jes' Pi]

Such a lover of nature.

[Tashida]

Hi Hebe :) I know it's been awhile but I honestly feel like I never left. Your aptitude for words never ceases to amaze me. You are an amazing writer. I sincerely mean that. It's writers like you that make me realize I still have a lot to learn. Again, I loved it... loved it... loved it. Thank you for posting :)

[Hebe]

Hi Tashida, your right it's been a while. Hope life is treating you lusciously; ) Thank you for your kind words and happy 2018!

[Tashida]

Happy 2018 to you as well :)

[Farhan Shaikh]

Very nicely penned..I loved it

[Hebe]

Thank you Farhan :)

[andrew mitchell]

Very nicely written with strong imagery. Brings back memories of the Willow I grew up with in the back yard.

[Hebe]

Hi Andrew, thank you for your review.... Pete below also had a Willow in his back yard, I had my favorite in the park next to my house. They are so elegant and wistful :)

[Pete]

i grew up in a dysfunctional home and oddly enough we had a giant willow in our yard. willows are very interesting trees. i can relate to this in many ways. poignant, powerful metaphor. nice work.

[Hebe]

Dear Pete... thank you for your words.... I used to live practically in a park next to my house and spend many a glorious afternoon under my favorite Willow :)