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My Weeping Willow

My weeping willow

I have heard the song

Coming from your heart

I know you have been hurt

I know the cuts are so deep

That a life time

Is just not enough time

To fully heal

I know you have been an island

An island in the middle of the sea

But no more my love

You are no longer alone

Alone in your pain

I have seen the secret rooms

In your cave

And I am not afraid

I am holding a light for you

Take my hand

Walk with me

Shed your chains
 

Dance in the breeze

— hobo, May 26, 2010

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Seren

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

Dear Randy

Dancing in the wind sounds wonderful but its pouring down rain here tonight and very windy ... loved your poem I see nothing to fault well done :) love and big hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
lou

lou

16 years 2 months ago

AWWW

Romance isn't dead love lou xx
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raskin

16 years 1 month ago

Lovely, the gentle sway of

Lovely, the gentle sway of the weeping willow. Reminds me of summer, loving, beautiful. raskin
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Arrow

16 years 1 month ago

I loved these lines:

know the cuts are so deep That a life time Is just not enough time To fully heal That is life's tragedy eloquently put. I like your uncluttered use of language and think the images are appropriate and that you have a moving poem overall. My only complaint is all the changeing imagery. You're a tree, now you're an island, now you're in a cave. It jumps around a little too much for me. I prefer one strong image/metaphor worked fully through. Good job.
xena465

xena465

16 years 1 month ago

Super Hobo

Sincere and beautiful words...I love it. Rosina xena465
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hippiepoet69

16 years 1 month ago

Thumbs up

I would hold the light for my Lady too. While she chops the firewood. Take Care. huey

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