Mother Willow Tree

My mother is much like this tree

Come lay your melancholy head

Beneath my draping branches

Let the teardrops fall with abandon

As I wrap these willowed fingers

Around your convulsing body

 

Let the salty droplets

Fall like nature’s rain

Hidden completely

From the world’s prying eyes

 

Rest your breast

Upon the mossy ground

As tear stains are absorbed

Into the healing dirt below

Soothing the aching soul

 

My roots shall drink

In your unwanted salty tears

Swallowing up the unwanted misery

 

Your essence of sorrow

Spreads sodium reminders

To the lefty greens

Of how solitary

Human life can unbearably seem

 

Hush now young one

I am here to ease

Your solemn mood

Sheltering from the world

That may not understand

Your need to grieve  

 

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Such a warm piece... I love the way that you personified the tree as an image of your mother, or any mother for that matter. This is a great concept. I have a place that I go to sometimes, when I'm feeling moody or disconnected, and there is a giant Oak tree there. I often lay flat beneath the tree looking up, and it is an interesting experience, much like what I would imagine being in the womb feels like. There is a dullness to the sound and yet this amazing warmth. Anyway, your imagery and intention with this one set me to thinking on my special place, as well as my wonderful mother. Nicely done.

[Poetic Beauty]

I am glad you enjoyed this piece. It has a deep place in my heart and I find nature very soothing and rejuvenating for the soul when this great world press down too hard on our heads.

[J. J. Nightingale]

There is no other Love that can compare
to the love of a Mother...

Sweet-Soft-Loving

Jazzy

[Poetic Beauty]

I am fortunate I have one of those great moms that is always there

[wordman]

a sweet tribute for your mother, nature is about as close as it gets

[Poetic Beauty]

My mom is the foundation of our family. She is a strong honest caring woman.

[wordman]

sometimes we tend forget

[Poetic Beauty]

You have the voice of nature my dear friend, for this was so good...
I read it 5 times, paused, read, paused, and felt..... beautiful

- Elisa

[Poetic Beauty]

I love giving nature personalities of people I know.

Hehe I know exactly what you mean with that... :)

[Poetic Beauty]

I find the beauty in poetry is you can use words and create new meaning for them. The stars are the limit in writing for the creative mind.

So so true, we share that. I think when I not could write about science and nature, I wouldn't be here. :)

[Larry Dyson]

very well written an analogy of each aspect in a "mother " willow tree

[Poetic Beauty]

I gave this one to my mom. She is much like this tree.

[Larry Dyson]

so did you get back into this profile or are you still locked out?

[Tate Morgan]

I love the willow and played in one as a child It is that tree that i wish to be buried under when the time runs out how romantic

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you. I wrote this poem for my mom. She has always comforted us when the world seems like a cruel place.

[shallimarRose]

Just gorgeous.. xo

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you.

[Wondering Mind]

a cradle, and a lullaby

[Poetic Beauty]

exactly. I am glad you liked this poem. This has a special meaning for me. I wrote it for my mom.

[dadist poetic]

wow..this poem really moved me..I felt I was the one crying in the arms of that tree..I love trees they're always a mystery to me..love it

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you. This is a different piece for me. I wrote this heartfelt piece for my mom. She is my Mother Willow Tree.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

this poem reads as if a few of the facets of nature ( the willow tree, the branches, the rain, the moisture) are in dialogue with each other, which I felt was really engaging, nice work

[Poetic Beauty]

This poem started with an image in my mind of a girl crying under a willow tree and I incorporated personality traits that my mom has to it. This poem I wrote for my mom.