Edward Hester

Rookie (December 9,1943 / Greenville, NC)

Willow - Poem by Edward Hester

Breathlessly, she watched me approach;
Slowing, I considered her slim good looks.
Her tentativeness captured my heart-the wind
Moving her green raiment, so – provocatively.

Her fine tresses moved in the light airs;
Graceful limbs, pulling at my eyes, exploring
Down her long limbs and back up;
Graceful and alive, slender and flowing.

Who knows what might have been?
Trees decide so slowly, and humans so hastily.
I never heard her ask for my name. I never asked her her's.

So I was gone long before anyone noticed
Her small limb, weeks later, extended
Towards the path where I had stood considering
Her slender beauty-.


Comments about Willow by Edward Hester

  • (4/24/2006 2:10:00 PM)


    I enjoyed your very imaginative poem, especially as the willow has always been my
    favorite tree.
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  • (4/24/2006 1:48:00 PM)


    Wonderful descriptive flow. How I love willows. Well done

    Patricia Gale
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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 24, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 25, 2006


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