He picked for her a daisy,
there, growing at her feet;
one smile – forever smitten,
as he glimpsed her dimpled cheeks.
Dew bejeweled the willow,
ablaze with diamonds, bright
and the blue sky kissed the hillside
in the springtime of their lives.
In frosted fields of Queen Anne’s lace,
they wandered, hand in hand –
sipped nectar, fresh from roscid lips
which would seal their wedding banns.
A crow’s nest topped the willow tree,
as its leafy branches swayed
and the blue sky kissed the hillside
in those long-hot summer days.
He gave to her the moon and stars
and a simple wedding band;
she gave to him their precious son –
fast grown from boy to man.
Late sunlight bathed the willow tree –
gave branches made from gold
and the blue sky kissed the hillside
as its dying rays grew cold.
He picked for her a Christmas Rose,
there, growing at her feet,
one smile – forever smitten,
as he glimpsed those dimpled cheeks.
The wind blew through the willow tree,
its branches steeped with snow
and the blue sky kissed the hillside
as the winter sun sank low.
Comments
Amna | June 11, 2009 - 02:11
"Dew bejeweled the willow,
ablaze with diamonds, bright
and the blue sky kissed the hillside
in the springtime of their lives." - a beautiful picture.
Harmonic lyricsm and beautiful pictures :)
Dynamaso | June 11, 2009 - 04:08
Tina, again you've employed some beautiful imagery in this piece. I really like your use of the willow tree passing through the seasons as an analogy for a life passing. This is a particularly satisfying read and very well done.
Silver Spun Sand | June 11, 2009 - 10:57
Amna - my sincere thanks to you for reading and I am so pleased you enjoyed my little 'refrain':-)
Tina
Silver Spun Sand | June 11, 2009 - 11:02
Thanks so much, Dynamaso.
The willow tree on which this is based, grows in our garden. It is about ninety years old (I think) so just a little older than me:-) It dominates the skyline around here as much of the surrounding fields are agricultural. It is also a 'pit-stop' for the many birds that visit our garden.
The actual poem I first drafted when we moved here, about eight years ago now, and it has been all this time in the making. Yesterday, for some reason, I seemed to find all the words I'd been looking for. Really pleased that you enjoyed it too.
Tina
sarah wilson | June 11, 2009 - 17:40
Lovely, definitely worth the 8 year wait - and the cherry. Sarah x
MistakenMagic | June 11, 2009 - 19:21
Love the last stanza Tina! This is beatiful and you know I love my nature imagery so this was a joy to read ;) Well done on the cherry!
Magic xxx
sunshine | June 11, 2009 - 19:26
Lovely - many of the individual stanzas could stand alone. Nice work and very well done on the cherry. Margot
Silver Spun Sand | June 11, 2009 - 21:46
Thanks for that, Sarah. Glad you think so. Tina x
Silver Spun Sand | June 11, 2009 - 21:48
Yes, Magic, I had a sneaking feeling this one might be 'just up your street':-) Many thanks.
Tina xxx
Silver Spun Sand | June 11, 2009 - 21:49
Margot - thank you. Your thoughts, as ever, much valued.
Tina
Nathan Bednarek | June 15, 2009 - 21:15
Oh wow. This poem is something I can honestly call perfect. Everything in this poem seems to make sense. From the 'Silver Spun' imagery, to the flowing and relaxing rhyme and rhythm and to the neat, determined structure of the poem - everything hits the spot. Well done. This poem deserves a whole bunch of cherries ;-)
Nathan.
Richard L. Prov... | July 5, 2009 - 03:24
Tina, this is beautiful. I also blend my love of nature with contemporary issues. Well done. Richard LP
Silver Spun Sand | July 5, 2009 - 09:02
My sincere appreciation for reading this, Richard. It is indeed one of my favourites. The willow tree in the poem, is the one in my garden.
Thank you for you empathetic comments.
Tina
Richard L. Prov... | July 5, 2009 - 12:47
Thank you, Tina. No one truly understands the background of our writings, thus these words have sincere meanings. I remember reading about the fabulously successful book, LOVE YOU FOREVER, by Robert Munsch, was in memory of two of his children who died very young. Yet, the book is about living life and its appreciation. Have a great day. Richard LP
Richard L. Prov... | July 5, 2009 - 12:48
Richard L. Provencher
skinner_jennifer | July 13, 2011 - 17:31
Hello Tina,
I was reading through some of your older stuff, and
I came across this beautiful poem, it really took
my breath away, such an amazing picture you paint
with words. I just loved this so much, I had to let
you know.
Thankyou for the read.
Jenny.
Silver Spun Sand | July 13, 2011 - 19:43
Jenny - how lovely of you to read this. When I wrote this poem, a couple of years ago now, I was gazing at the lovely old, willow tree that graces our garden and thinking of hubbie and me...equally old now, well almost.
Thanks, so very much for your wonderful words;-)
Tina