Willow tree

by Wings Of Flames   Jul 8, 2006


Creaking of the willows,
As they rest by this lake,
Water glazed with sun stars,
Cloud's tears begin to break,

Lillies sipping from the dew,
A softer white embrace,
Speckled with a blooming red,
Pain has deformed such grace,

Seeping to the lake,
Rings of crimson taint,
Curling round the ripples,
In a textured ribbon paint,

Grass swaying rhythmic,
As it dances in the rain,
Splattered with prejudice,
With bloody mountain stains,

Inky time passes,
In the depths of oval seas,
Enveloped in dread,
And helpless mourning pleas,

Arches in the sky,
Pitiful plagues of tone,
Witness new beginnings,
But in the end you're all alone.

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  • 18 years ago

    by HOLLYWOODxBANGBANG

    The whole poem was very strong, up until the ending line. It was still a very powerful line, but I guess it was just not what I had predicted for an ending to this poem. It was still very well written. You have such a creative imagination. 5/5 =]

    -Jenna.

  • 18 years ago

    by BrokenMisery

    I love your language in all your poems, its very descriptive and well used. A great job, well ended and uniquely crafted. Great work!

  • 18 years ago

    by Arcane Blondie

    Very unique poem! I really enjoyed reading it-the descriptions are great- I love how you ended the poem too! 5/5 Keep it up--

  • 18 years ago

    by Bradley Peter

    The creative discription is what really made this poem...in my mind. the rhymes were so well connected.

    Brad

  • 18 years ago

    by MemoirsOfMe

    'Curling round the ripples,
    In a textured ribbon paint,'

    These two lines were my favorite. You defintely have a way with words, and expressing certain things. I really liked this poem. Great Job.

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