SECONDARY

"Weeping tree, shoulders to the sky Never understood why Weeping tree, should've let you go How was I to know? And if you find a clue I hope you find it soon Some people hold their breath forever And if you find a house Where you can live without the one you love Weeping tree, fruitless, stands alone Where lovers long dead used to go Weeping tree, should've let you go But how was I to know? And if you find a clue I hope you find it soon Some people hold their breath forever And if you find a house Where you can live without the one you love" One of my favourite songs ever by my most beloved musician, the Irish Perry Blake. I read your poem and immediately thought about this song, heard it in my head. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uXlq_zfxW8s http://restlesslittlesoul.webs.com

weeping salted tears tracing lines to the tumbelers sequence To much to be released on the inoccents to much to face of myself To much to lock away to precious to ever let go That was great Esker, and I had fun with adding a little to it, for my own enjoyment. Thanks for the oprotunity! Very enjoyable! Your friend, Julie D.D.

Ann of Norway Old door you tame the elements you tear our minds memories defined in peeling paint faint scratchings sudden knocks blocked holes moles and mice dishevelled clothes old knob heavy screeching hinges owls glowering dark hiding drenched wet wood rotting dying moaning sighing love old door. Ann.