Look at her—
the drama queen.
Every spring,
she falls into the river weeping,
commanding the “Ooos and ahs”
of walking humans,
drawing birds to nest beneath her green shimmering tears—
while I sit here,
barely budding
waiting for sister sun’s warming
to break apart night’s cold rear end
just a little bit earlier
so I can leave already.
Brenda Warren 2012
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I only know one drama queen – and about that my lips are sealed! LOL
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Haha, so true. I do love the willows.
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Night’s rear ends have been pretty chilly round here lately! LOL
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waiting for sister sun’s warming
to break apart night’s cold rear end
For me, this is the highlight of an impressive piece.
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Terrific!!
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Sassy!
Love it.
=)
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Oh this is great! I. Love. This.
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very nice! love it…
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Oh this reads absolutely so vibrant…you can just feel the power !
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Yes, I can well imagine Maple giving Willow the stink-eye and praying for Autumn to hurry up and put paid to the notion that Miss Weeping is all that … great poem esp, as other’s have said, “hope’s rear-end” – someone did say “cheeky”, yes? Yes
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LoL Thanks for stopping. 🙂
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snort…to break apart hopes rear end so i can leave a bit early…grinning….thanks for the chuckles….
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Love your point of view, very fun to read, several times.
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Hope’s rear end… very clever. I like the sassy tone in this one, Brenda.
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the night’s col rear end -> LOL
the river
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haha…. Very cheeky and clever!
I HATE what the WP people have done now where you’re automatically checked in to get everyone’s follow up comments, that is so not cool at all.
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hee, hee….thank you! Yeah, hopefully WP will correct that one.
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I love this. Excellent, creative presentation of thoughts.
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Darn it, I forgot to uncheck the box! The only way to do it retrospectively is to come back and comment again.
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That’s good to know, Viv. I may have to go “uncheck” a few myself.
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What fun, how well you have personified the tree. I have to say that I do love weeping willows, and have always planted one in every garden I have ever made.
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Cool and who would have thought? Well done.
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Ah yes, you are deeply in touch with nature.
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Fun from the title on down. (We don’t even want to know what Oak is thinking. Slow as rock, she is)
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Ha! She *does* do that, doesn’t she? 🙂
Really like what you did with this!
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