~Inside the Whisper of a Weeping Willow ~
Under the canopy of a weeping willow
I am cocooned in solitude
alone with death, though surrounded by life
the leaves whisper in the gentle breeze
as I seek some source of light
ashes mix with earth
watered by my tears
fragile lives suspended in time
as a tide of memories engulfs me
I am lost without your light
with a collective bow
the grove defers to a higher source
solitude turns to solace
and within the grace of the quiet trees
you become the light.
(c) Dahlia Ramone: February 12, 2017
This was written for Blogophilia
Week 52.9 topic: "Fragile Lives"
Bonus points:
Hard (2 pts): Use the title from a painting by Michelle Abrams **
Easy (1 pt): Use the brand name of a laundry detergent (Tide)
** I used two painting titles:
"Solitude" and "Quiet Trees"
This was written for Blogophilia
Week 52.9 topic: "Fragile Lives"
Bonus points:
Hard (2 pts): Use the title from a painting by Michelle Abrams **
Easy (1 pt): Use the brand name of a laundry detergent (Tide)
** I used two painting titles:
"Solitude" and "Quiet Trees"