~weary~ 2 Versions Poem by Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun

The willow weeps for days on end
Cowers low, as leaves descend,
And the brook by willow's bow
curves and creeps a river now
Come and drown her weary ways.

There's no healing in sunlight,
shining down, but all in spite
For some will burn, while others gaze
pretend to see, yet blind and dazed
Come to darken all our days.

And rolling with the skies
are tumbled seas of tears on-high,
Raining down upon a tree
the willow-woe of misery
Come and drown all weary ways.

sinnaminsun 2010

version 2 below:
Willow weeps for hours on-end
Cowers low, as leaves descend,
And the brook by willow's bow
curves and creeps a river now.

Come and drown her weary ways
Deep and down enough to stay,
Morning's dawn has cast astray
all dark and light in disarray.

Falling stars alight then fade,
Her darkened ebb of woe remains...

There's no healing in sunlight,
shining down, but all in spite
For she will burn, while others gaze
some will see, she's blind and dazed.

And rolling with the skies
a tumbled sea of tears on-high,
Raining down upon the tree
The willow-woe of misery.

sinnaminsun 2010