These are willow-words
being cupped from water
changed to woe
Tree’s wishes,
sinking up to their knees
in a flash fear of flood,
would rather drown
than bear this pull-down
age of yearning
for Peace:
a child’s body arching,
a simple stone,
and stuttering promises
on river he was born to
a father, washing his son
in herbs and sweetness
for him to be remembered by
a mother, rootless and restless
weaving her hymn of loss
into a choir of hoarse leaves
We have been ripped
from our roots
by the very loss
of one
Author notes
Prompt is:"Whispering Woes of Willow & Wine".
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A contest entry
- WOE OF WILLOW AND WINE REVISED **INVITE ONLY*** by Blue Rew.
1470 points, ended December 7, 2007, 3 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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beautiful! a stunning write! from the very first line, I was reeled in... intense... a wonderful metaphor, great personification and lovely use of alliteration - an incredible and haunting write...
deeply affecting!

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Every word, every line is beautiful! This is outstanding! Good luck!


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thank you. I appreciate your comments.
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Dear poet, please do me the honor of removing your piece from this contest and re-entering it here:
http://allpoetry.com/contest/show/2380964
This write deserves much more than an HM but due
to the quality of several writes entered here;
I don't have enough shiny cups! My revised contest
will only award three more from this contest with
Gold, Silver, and bronze. I'm sorry for the extra
work, but wish to grace this write with more than green. Thank-you, Blue -
The voice here is tremendous, moving the reader along to this potent sorrow unfolding. Brilliant interweaving of nature and symbols, and the life that is all around striving to give us deeper meaning.
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thank you. I am sure nature weeps at our losses as well... ty for the silver trophy for this Blue.
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Beautiful. Words are never wasted on trees.
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ah, you say it exactly as I think it
good morning...
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