Reaping the Whirlwind

Weeping willow in winter,
its limbs limp with frozen tears…
awaiting the break of spring.

Age weighs wearily upon my shoulders
hunched over with mounting years.

I'll sleep good tonight and
silently slip into a somber slumber,
For once I will not
dream any dreams.

In the gathering gloom of twilight
Oh, I'll sleep well tonight and
dread not the break of a new day!


~Contest by Laura Loo, One of Five 
~Prompt: Weeping Willow tree
~words count: 65
~5/15/17
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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De Beaulieu Avatar
August 8, 2017 at 3:37 PM
Abdul, this is a beautiful written poem you wrote. Have a nice day.
Neumann Avatar
May 28, 2017 at 8:00 PM
I like this very much. Congratulations, Kai
Rodrigues Avatar
May 27, 2017 at 5:16 PM
Silently slip into a somber slumber... Congrats, Abdul!
Mandani Avatar
May 27, 2017 at 6:05 PM
Amen! lol Thanks Kim.
Wood Avatar
May 25, 2017 at 11:02 PM
I enjoyed this somber little poem Abdul. Thanks and Congratulations on your recognition in the contest. - Dean
Mandani Avatar
May 26, 2017 at 9:51 PM
Thanks Dean. Appreciate your comment.
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