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Under Birch and Willow

Rain doesn't fall
Under birch and willow
The wind turns to zephyrs
As the branches gently sway

The dove, she soars and sails
On the floating wings of love
Until her heavy heart
Pulls her toward the ground
Like wings damp with rain

She nestles her face below a wing
Sheltering rainy orbs from prying eyes
And dreams of her phoenix-love

The brush of feathers remembers to her
A love that once
Caressed her locks with love

Once he was hers
Once he was here
But now is gone
A million miles away

The turtledove, she loves so true
Waiting an eternity of moments
For the phoenix to return to hue

But the rain never falls
Under birch and willow
When the wind turns to zephyrs
And the branches gently sway

Author notes

For WH.

Note for Contest: "Write Me to Tears"::: When I first set out to write this, it was going to be simply about something I had seen while walking in the rain. It had simply been a dove flying into the shelter created by the branches of a birch tree and a willow tree. However, three things affected the outcome of the poem - (1) I really really missed my WH, my love, (2) being obsessed with Shakespeare's "The Phoenix and the Turtle", the 'turtle' he refers to being a turtledove upon the readin, and (3) an overactive imagination. So I became the dove as damp tendrils of my hair fell in my face became feathers, and WH became my phoenix, my distant love, at the time, so my yearning for him became the dove's. The "rain" referred to in the first stanza is just that, rain, but in the final stanza, the rain was tears, I can never weep when I can look on the beauty of nature, no matter how sad I am, so "The rain never falls".

Makes a slight reference to Shakespeare's "The Phoenix and the Turtle".

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  • ventus11
    July 2, 2007

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    Little Shakespeare is a big name to live up to, and i was doubtfully at first. but you are talented and this is an excellent poem.


    • Aerlynne
      July 2, 2007
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      It's actually not me being egotistical, it's a nickname many of my friends gave me, because I'm obsessed with him. Thank you, though.