Weeping Ash Ballad
Weeping Ash
Mourn for me tonight, Weeping Ash;
Break my heart and all my hopes crash.
Let your gnarled knuckles crack and creak;
Let your contorted mouth still shriek
Silently.
Come under my dark canopy
In the storm’s hidden harmony.
My dancing leaves eddy and swirl
As my elegant arms unfurl.
Now twisted in agonised peace
And calm, you could my soul release.
Let the inveigling lights shudder
In the gloom and muted thunder
Invitingly.
Come nest in that knotted branch,
Where all your hopes and despair dance.
The laughter of children resound,
Echoes lost in the coming cloud.
Mourn for me tonight, Weeping Ash;
Break my heart and all my hopes crash.
Leaves curl, twirl and wave gracefully,
Fascinating Sirens singing
Enticingly.
Come as the branches sway and dance
And with my sweet music entrance.
Forgetting the true path, we sail
And the wild wind-lashed leaves prevail.
Mourn for me tonight, Weeping Ash;
Break my heart and all my hopes crash.
Your bark could be my ship of death,
Sailing over hazards beneath
Protectively.
Come where the still air is cool.
My contorted branches whirlpool
The shadows and rocky darkness,
Where souls are saved from despondence.
Mourn for me tonight, Weeping Ash;
Break my heart and all my hopes crash.
Cradle my weight in your dark heart,
Rock me to sleep as I depart
Contentedly.
A strange kind of dark fruit I bear,
Ripening all who seek and dare.
A suspended apple, hardened
By winter winds and icy hail.
A sweet fruit saved or earthwards hurled,
Seduced or eternally hurt.
Copyright © Brian Duffield | Year Posted 2017
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