Creaking Willows

A Poem by Rogerh

I cry with the Weeping Willows

Creaking Willows

Creaking willows outside my window

Bend to the pressure of the wind blow

Crying tears heard but never seen

A heart molded to fit like plasticine

Until it is broken bit upon bit

You hide your love with a flit

The love that stands between us

It is a love that is insalubrious

The sound of the creaking willows haunt me so

It is dieing from the love that will never grow

© 2017 Rogerh

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Added on October 7, 2017
Last Updated on October 7, 2017

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Rogerh

El Paso, TX

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I was thrown into this world before the internet or cell phones made this world much smaller. I became another part of a poor but somewhat loving family that lived in Brookhaven Mississippi. Times wer.. more..