Weeping by the Willow Tree

Weeping by the Willow Tree
Written by Adam M. Snow

Who is she adorned in moonlight's veil -

 This beauty with skin so fragile and pale?

 I see her within a dream surreal,

 Weeping by the willow tree.

 

 Why does she weep such a woe,

 Under starry midnight glow?

 Upon the ground, her tears will flow;

 Weeping by the willow tree.

 

 How can I clearly see?

 She weeps so tenderly...

 Will I come to know; can it be,

 She weeps for me by the willow tree?

 

 What can cause her broken heart,

 That led this dame to hurt?

 Her hair does fairly touch the dirt;

 Weeping by the willow tree.

 

 A love that's lost should only be,

 Misinterpreted reality,

 For she will never be set free,

 Weeping by the willow tree.

 

 A heart's amiss if love is lost -

 An empty bliss would be the cost.

 A troubled dream, she would exhaust �"

 Weeping by the willow tree.

 

 Every which way the wind would blow,

 The rustling leaves, the willow'd throw.

 Akin to willows weep, we know!

 She weeps by the willow tree.

 

 Is she an angel kneeling there?

 What is her burden that she bear?

 Certainly there is such grief in the air,

 Away by the olden willow tree.

 

She veils her face with waterfall tears,

Misery held her all these years.

Still she, with tender hopes and fears,

weeps by the willow tree.

 

The willow tree leaves would sway,

As she, on her knees would pray.

Every night and every day,

She weeps by the willow tree.

 

Standing afar, I thought of her

Just a dame, as if it were -

A memory cast a blur,

A passing wind through the willow tree.

 

She wears such woe, what holds her dear...

Amidst these trials of heartache and fear?

Upon the morn, my eyes came clear -

Reason why she weeps by the willow tree.

 

 Alas! It is that she cries for me;

 It twas I who caused her such sweet misery.

 I hear her cries, her plea,

 Underneath the willow tree.

 

 I oft wonder what I did to she,

 And wonder why she weeps for me.

 In the night I hear the keys -

 While she weeps under the willow tree.

 

 Upon the morn, it occurred to me,

 That maiden cries out of love for me.

 And I simply walked past her plea,

 Not knowing what causes her to weep,

 Silently under the willow tree.

 

 The succeeding night I went to see,

 That beautiful girl who sits under the tree.

 I saw her there, but in despair -

 She hangs from two branches bare.

 Swinging under the willow tree.

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Reviews

[Marianne Rose]

An amazing and wonderful poem, that moves so slowly through the days of her weeping, it could be a month of seeing her weep, before the dawning realization comes. The flow is beautiful and has such a classical ring to it, like satin or silk cloth in rich colors. I love the repetition of the last line, until it begins to change, at the same time that the voice changes, and the story moves on. The last stanza is profoundly sad, but absolutely perfect. A wondrous piece of art. Thank you.

[Lyingwithlions]

Oh my...I had to take a few deep breaths after this read. I even braced myself a couple stanzas before the last, however it still rocked me to the core. The imagery your words create are stunning and in this case riveting. This piece of work is admirable!

Thank you so much for sharing.

[Adam M. Snow]

You're welcome... And thank you so much for your kind words.

[TheOne&Only]

A very deep emotional write. I could feel the pain. The heart ache. The feeling of sorrow is left after I finished reading. It's so strongly written that the sorrow still lingers even after.

[Tomás Ó C..]

Great rolling poem, of a shattered romance that never was... too late he beloved realises the cause of the girls woes...

[Bramble Blossom]

S**t this is good... and sad as hell too.

[wordman]

a great write adam,the ending was sad but expected i guess

[Adam M. Snow]

Thank you :)

[wordman]

my pleasure

[KittyKatgirl]

Omg this is an amazing piece of work. I loved every single stanza and the end brought tears to my eyes. A lot of people are like that when someone's crying they try finding out what is wrong instead of trying to help them then it's too late. Great job I really loved this :)

[Adam M. Snow]

Thank you :)

[Cherry Pepperweb]

Adam, this is beautifully written and so very very sad.
The repetition is entrancing, the ending is tragic if I understand it correctly.
Hauntingly so.

[Adam M. Snow]

I'm glad you liked it... And yes, it is a tragic tale.

[Cherry Pepperweb]

You've told it well Adam. It was my pleasure to read.

[Adam M. Snow]

Thank you, feel free to read any of my poems

[Cherry Pepperweb]

You're welcome. I will browse through.

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

I like the repetition here- the love lost reminds me of the classic poem "Annabel Lee".

[Valentine]

She weeps for me, under the willow tree. some very nice lines in this. Valentine

[Cherry Pepperweb]

I enjoyed reading this one.
Thank you.