Memories

I dip my branches
low to sweep

willow wisps and sways
this bank to keep;

She visits water waiting
beneath my shade,

beautiful flower
to grace this glade.

Full and fragrant
silken soft

drifts and lifts
my leaves aloft

that memories,
when she’s gone,
sing to me this gentle song.

Author notes

image Gale Franey

A contest entry

WELL...I Couldn't Resist by AliceinPoetryLand. 700 points, ended November 26, 2008, 8 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest

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Swan song
December 5, 2008
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Excellent poem and congrats on the gold this was well deserved
Pamela A Lamppa
November 26, 2008

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So very pleased to see gold on this response. How tender and treasured this is to me.
Congratulations. ~Pamela
AliceinPoetryLand
November 26, 2008

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Oh this is total elegance! Just stunning! Thank you ever so much for your entry
Gaylene
- Idle Mind Wondering
  November 26, 2008
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  Thank you Gaylene, I fell in love with this even as the words graced the paper I am glad you enjoyed as well. Oh, and thanks for the shiny thing...
  
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CitrineSunrise
November 25, 2008

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Lovely and gentle imagery with soft rhyme and cadence. A delicate poem of love as you provide a shady spot for her to sit under your protecting arm. Peace, Liz
Nature Song
November 25, 2008

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Her scent upon this glade, a gentle reminder when she is gone, the mories play a song. So few words, but so impressive. You captured the picture well. A willow-tree creative. ~Sie
Pamela A Lamppa
November 25, 2008
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Beautifully elegant and tender. I can imagine the drifting fragrance through this joining, tender touches recognizing and accepting.

Wonderful words dear poet. I enjoyed this very much. ~Pamela