Willows Poems - Poems about Willows

Matsuo Basho: English translations of haiku about summer, life, sun, sunshine, sunlight, melons, willows, rain, rivers, hats, shade, sad, sadness. Such coolness when shouldered: the summer’s first melon. —Matsuo Basho, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch A wicker basket shields the coolness of the first melon. —Matsuo Basho, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Morning dew: the muddy melon exudes coolness. —Matsuo Basho, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Early summer...

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We went for a walk, one windy day, through the woods, and along the way, she said to me, "If you please, let's sit a while, it would make me smile, beneath these shady willow trees." Yet, as just then, a gale-like gust blew by, in apprehension, I asked her, "Why?" And with a flirt, a lift of skirt, the lady promptly...

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Mankind in all his stupidity and greed is slowly destroying our beautiful earth, the warnings are there but he chooses to ignore them. Quote by poet. I sat down under the cool shade of some weeping willow trees, a babbling brook flowed nearby and was so soothing to hear. I felt totally relaxed then I fell asleep...

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Oh, my beloved, I've been searching for you all day long. Since the day we met, I've been deeply in love with you. I've been craving your presence, Dying every day as I wait for you. I've been utterly consumed! I sense that you've been with me telepathically, Sending me signs! I feel like you're the only king of my...

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The weeping willows Surrounding the lake, With curtain-like branches Sheltering lovers, Are like a shroud Hiding a mystery Only those who ever loved Could truly fathom. The placid water Awakens gently When a wooden swan Passes by. The parted waves Remix but they’re not The same as they had been: Like my heart when you came Into my life-- And later left. *Burnham Lake is the most prominent feature of Burnham Park...

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Pages flying Thunder clapping Sun shining Hearts breaking Snowflakes dancing Willows weeping Wind whistling It's all personification- but what if we switched them around: Pages whistling Thunder flying Sun clapping Hearts shining Snowflakes breaking Willows dancing Wind weeping Sounds like fantasyland- maybe that's where elves make toys, fairies fly, dwarves mine, trolls sing and dance, and gnomes do... whatever gnomes do. ...

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The wind is blowing hard and the willow leaves are falling off I think the willow has always understood me And now It's leaves fall for me I came here to hug it to believe in something strong and lasting I'm resting underneath it now and watching the wind whip its limbs about an understanding that it knows what it's like...

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Willow trees wave gently on the stream. In the breeze, casting cover for hiding fish. Thin trees float readily as if lost in a dream. If only a breeze would bestow my wish. The water played the lush leaves tenderly. making waves that sweep across a calm lake. Blue and green created a color so slenderly Let us not spoil...

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in the willow trees laying on the forest floor with you beside me. 4/3/2023...

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Solace Of The Willows He flew the coop Was what they said Though I knew Better Was we who fled We who cried We who hid I lost a dad A dad I never had A dad Who never cared I still recall The willows Tall Weeping Weeping for us all Blowing to the wind Giving Swaying Whatever comfort It can At the doorstep Of our new home Told You’re not welcome Told We...

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Weeping willows stand As silent as sentinels: Children’s laughter rings. The sun’s golden show'rs Filtered by weeping willows-- Dazzling dance of light. The lake’s calm waters-- Picture of serenity A boat passes by. Weeping willows stand Beside the lake’s still waters Sheltering lovers. The much trampled grass Wet with rain from yesterday Looks verdant today. Scores of bicycles Plying the same narrow route Some fast, some slow, some -----. A sea of faces-- Some...

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I Mr. R. was in rapt reverie Mr. M rowed the boat A last minute rescue mission For otter gone over, for a Piper Not Pied, but he may as well have been Lured the junior from Mr. Portly O. Otter senior, according to K. Grahame II Before messrs R & M (rat & mole) that is, Found the young otter who'd gone missing Causing grief...

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WILLOWS Willow rise and flourish — A verdant contrast To summer’s sun-blanched sky — Lifting your branches ever high, But then curving, draping In arcs on down, with your leaves So set like rows of tears In a passion of falling Over the contours Of Mother Nature’s cheeks.. Inviting my spirit to sympathetically Identify The symbolic, extending Willows grown within me, Created to mature With all the stories...

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Beyond the moor and mountain crest In valleys green and still Ten thousand times I've done my best And all about the idle hill. When first my way to fair I took Beneath the blue of day For willows in the icy brook In valleys miles away. When in the moon the long road lies And down the sighing wind in vain Spent in star-defeated...

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