Under The Willow Tree (2007)

   I.

Under the shade of the willow tree,

I held you and you held me;

We loved and we loathed simultaneously--

Under the shade of the willow tree.

   II.

Under the blooming willow tree,

Our hearts knew nothing of the melancholy;

Only the pleasurable--sounding sea--

Under the blooming willow tree.

   III.

Under the withering branches of the willow tree,

Our love did wither equally;

Until all that was us--was just a memory--

Under the withering branches of a willow tree.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Willow trees are beautiful and create romantic images. Sadly in your poem, not to last. Very nice lines Wesley, nicely conveyed.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem Wesley. The willow tree and love remembered. Create a perfect photo for my mind. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Wesley Dingler]

Thanks, Coyote.
This is my best-of sad-poems compilation.
I'm happy people like yourself still dig some of my older numbers.

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed this one and I shall read some of them now. You are welcome my friend.

[John the Baptist]

It might be interesting to set this one to music. The wording reminds me of a folk song.

[Wesley Dingler]

Thanks, John. I didn't think about it, but it is rather musical. I guess prose lends itself to music better than poetry often does.

[Wesley Dingler]

I tried playing around with this on my acoustic last night to no avail. Sorry, but I only hear it as the rhythm it was formed from.
I got this idea from the George Orwell novel 1984. I know it has nothing to do with this, but there was a poem winston wrote in that novel that went something like "under the spreading chestnut tree, I sold you and you sold me."
That's all I can really remember, but it made me write this.


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[John the Baptist]

Well, it was just a thought. I liked the poem, anyway.