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.

[Sami Khalil]

I love the poem , the meanings behind and the imagery...:)

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you for reading. I am really proud of this piece and gave my mom a handwritten copy.

[Sami Khalil]

You should . She should be proud...You are welcome...:)

[KAREN]

So many beautiful stanzas! Love the beauty in this poem!

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you. This piece is actually for my mom. She is my Mother Willow Tree

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

beautiufl and oh so comforting!

[Poetic Beauty]

thank you Neva. This is actually a piece for my mom

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A created piece that leaps from the screen, a guided piece to be sure but the revealing scape softens me, well done, good read.

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you. This piece entwines attributes that my mom has with the image of a sorrowful girl under a willow tree seeking refuge

[Leefi]

You were right, I love this one! Nature is great at just letting you unwind. I felt uplifted and relaxed just reading it.

[Poetic Beauty]

I thought you would.

[Veronica Chandler]

This poem reached it's arms around me and comforted me on a deep and profound level. I have a relationship with the plant world, especially trees. The line,
" Rest your breast
Upon the mossy ground
As tear stains are absorbed
Into the healing dirt below
Soothing the aching soul"
Spirited me away from the melancholy which has been my pillow for some time now, and I cannot thank you enough for you are indeed a "Poetic Beauty."
Thank you

[Poetic Beauty]

I find nature calming and soothing but my mother has these qualities about her so I combined the two into one poem. I am glad this has helped clear away the spiderwebs of melancholy and bring about some ease to your weary soul.

[Veronica Chandler]

I did't read the author's note till now and this thought adds a whole new dimension of beauty to your work.

[Poetic Beauty]

It started with an image in my mind about a girl laying sobbing under a willow tree and I added the emotional attributes that my mom has to the tree.

[Veronica Chandler]

Brilliant!

[Poetic Beauty]

I haven't let my mom read this poem yet. I am going to hand write it and give it to her.

[Veronica Chandler]

As a mom of a 33 year old, I can think of no better present.

[Poetic Beauty]

I am 33. That is a funny connection.

[Jack...]

Nature's arms will forever comfort if we allow. As in life, to have that one who will hold us and comfort us in the face of our every fear is priceless, as is your beautiful poem.

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you. The idea came with an image in my mind and the feelings are that I feel when I am comforted by my momma.

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

I love weeping willow trees they are so graceful and peaceful looking with a slight sadness to them. It is nice you see your mother in this way, someone to gently hold you while you grieve and even shed some tears with you but mostly just to be there to listen and comfort, this is what I got out of it anyway.

Great Job

[Poetic Beauty]

You got the idea completely. The one who will shield you from the cruel world for a few moments.

[Coyote Poetry]

"My roots shall drink
In your unwanted salty tears
Swallowing up the unwanted misery"
Strong description allow the reader to fall into thought and a journey. We need love and balance in a life. I like the ending a lot. Grieve is part of life. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Poetic Beauty]

This poem reminds me of my mother's love and how she would cradle us and hold us when the world seemed too big and cruel. How she is always there for me when I need her. A mother's love is undying.