The Willow Weeps

Life through a tree.

The Willow Weeps

 

 

The willow sees,

Its sight saturated with the sadness

Of living,

Seeing that which

Stains the soil with sorrow

And scorn.

The willow sways,

Its limbs encumbered by the entropy

Of living,

Feeling that which

Ferments and feeds, with ferocity,

On felicity.

The willow bleeds,

Its apparation appalled at the apathy

Of living,

Believing in those

That belied and beguiled.

Its heart burdened.

The willow weeps,

Its tears tainted with the turpitude

Of living.

Withering away.

Worn and weary within,

Wasted without.

 

 

Legion

4Feb03

Reviews

[Stonewall]

I remember a few years ago I tried to write song lyrics about willows. Brilliant alliteration in this piece.