Have you caught a glimps of her,
beneathe the glitter of shining stars
and the blanket of a black velvet sky,
dancing inbetween the leaves of
the weeping willow tree; swaying
and drifting in and out of sight?
Won't you join her in the shadows,
swaying and drifting with her
to the melancholy tune only she,
the dead damnded and divine
can hear carried through the breeze?
She has been waiting for centuries,
caught inbetween then and now,
for someone like your self to join her
and follow her lightly placed steps,
whispering over dew laced grass,
leaving each diamond undisturbed.
Won't you join her in the shadows,
swaying and drifting with her
to the melancholy tune only she
can hear carried through the breeze,
she has been waiting for centuries.
Author notes
Prompt:
"Come dance with me under the swaying tree."
A contest entry
- Come dance with me under the swaying tree. by Mango Memories.
400 points, ended October 27, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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softly beautiful.
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Beautifully written dear Kate. Well done and goodluck love Tam xoxo
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Thank you, Tam
Loves muchly!
Kate
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