Sunday, April 26, 2015

Weeping Willow Walk (for Lainey)

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Weeping Willow Walk (for Lainey)


You are attracted to the moon when full,
in whole splendor, grandest scheme display,
holding at bay, where rolling tides will pull,
securing all grandeur it might allay.

Not my way to be so bold, to assuage;
I would manage to gauge, measure esteem.
The slightest sliver completes my collage,
complimenting my reveal, night sky gleam.

No need to diverge, or be crestfallen,
dawn's consent orchestrates resolve in weight;
shade and shadow emerge in tandem, twin;
our world scene in order; it's a clean slate.

So much to say, a perfect time to talk,
hand in hand, on a weeping willow walk.

Michael Todd  (2015)

84 comments:

  1. This is awesome! I enjoyed the flow, the sentiments, the images and I noticed the internal rhyme in the first two lines of the second stanza; I like finding internal rhyming! :) I love the fact that it is dedicated to Lainey; also!

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    1. Thanks, Dave... I was stuck for something to write this month, so I asked Lainey for some directives. She came back with "It's a clean slate."
      From there, the poem pretty much wrote itself, once I got started.

      Oh, and... Nice FRISTING !!!

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  2. really good Michael - nice to have your ink flowing .... peter K

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    1. Thanks, Mr. Kelly... Great to hear from The Man of The Isle of Man. :)

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  3. Beautiful....this weeping willow walk was perfect for this gorgeous spring day. Thank you for the lovely words and the smiles, and please say hello to the gorgeous Lainey for me! xoxo

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    1. Really happy you found the chosen path appealing, Colleen. Thanks!

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  4. This is so beautiful, and Lainey so deserving of such a poem. No one writes love sonnets like you do. I would take that walk with you anytime <3

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    1. Thanks, Lisa... I would rather write a sonnet, when writing a short poem, than any other form. The first one I wrote was for Lainey, in a Charlapalooza challenge... Talk about pressure to get it write... oh, my.

      Glad you enjoyed this, and for your very kinds words... just too nice.

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  5. Dear Michael,

    You start off with a wonderful title and kept my interest throughout the poem. Wonderful use of imagery, my friend. You are so good at sonnets. This one was a delight to read.

    Blessings,
    Karen

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    1. Thanks so much, Karen, especially for liking the title. Historically, I have had issues with coming up with a good title. This time, there was never a second choice to enter my mind.

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    1. I really appreciate that, Christopher. Thanks for visiting.

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  7. wow, this is totally excellent , and a poem for Lainey too, double bonus points!

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    1. Thanks, Chuck, for doubling down here today. :)

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  8. Weeping willows are a favorite, and I understand this walk. Thank you for letting me know this was here. I love it!

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    1. Thanks, Deidre... Lovely to see you here... Where you find a weeping willow, you will find water. Where you find water, there is even a remote chance you might find an oasis... After that, no reason to keep searching. :)

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  9. Wonder walk and sentiment here
    Stormy

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    1. Thank you very much, Stormy Gail... I am all kinds of sentimental these days, sort of my comfort zone, so to speak... Life it good.

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  10. so very beautiful , glad to see you are feeling better and back to writing, love your poems

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    1. Thanks, Linda... Still swimming on solid ground, but doing better. You get used to hanging, if you hang long enough. :)

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  11. You made me want to see that place and take the walk myself. Beautiful piece, dear sir.

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    1. It is the grandest path to walk, and if we take our time, it can go on, seemingly, forever... Thanks so much for coming by, Alba Leigh.

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  12. Love this Myke...so many vivid images that evoke true emotion in this. Lovely :)

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    1. Love your overview, Christine... and, yes, this was an emotional ride.

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  13. That is lovely Michael. <3

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    1. I truly appreciate that, Deanna. Thanks!

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    1. Thank you, Melissa... Fantastic to see you in the house.

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  15. Michael, this is certainly a wonderful sonnet. I love your two characters. They are kindred spirits, living in tandem and so peacefully during one of their lives' many sweet and gentle moments. A song of friendship and serenity, this is. It made this weeping willow smile. Eliza Anne Jones

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    1. Eliza Anne... You just described, in perfect detail, exactly what this poem was written about. Wow... This is so cool... Thank you!

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  16. There are some things in life that you will always be bound to, You can't have a shadow without light, . It's beautifully written Mike, Im so glad you sent me here. xxxx

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    1. Splendid overview and analogy, Teresa... Talk to me about the ties that bind and you will hold my attention, endlessly.

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  17. Thanks for alerting me to your post! I would have hated to miss this gem. I can almost see the moon shining through the willow branches as you walk in the shadows.Bravo!

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    1. Thank you, Sandra...Your visual makes this all the more special for me.

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  18. Such a beautiful poem! Perfect for our lovely, Lainey. :)

    Irene

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    1. Thank you so much, Irene. She is all kinds of awesome.

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  19. ts a beautiful piece Myke. To be content with the moment that is available, the hand in hand walk is more than an acceptance of fate or what the world has to offer. It is being at peace at what is and an in depth appreciation of what is there. Love this piece Myke. I can read it over and over. A real true fairy tale in life. <3

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    1. Stephy, you have just blown me away... Everything you say is tried and true, and I understand it to the fullest, and I cannot imagine it said any better.

      Thank you so very much.

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  20. These words slow down a speeding commuter train into a leisurely spring stroll. Well done, Sir Myke! :)

    -slj

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    1. That is nice to know, Stephen... Always happy to keep you company on a morning train ride... Have a great Monday, Sir.

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  21. Second attempt at a comment. Perfection!!! And the walk about willow trees forever serene!

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    1. Willow trees are a great place to congregate, Ellie. They are just fun. Thanks for staying with me here, and getting it done. That makes your visit extra special.

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    2. Always loved the willow tree. We had one on our property up in Lake Don Pedro. I love the weave of the words. Thanks Michael

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  22. Loved the subtle images, the way it harmonized on many levels, lingering beauty and deeply moving! Excellent!

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    1. Love the tiered levels of your observations here, Lana... Thanks for spending time with us.

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  23. A perfect picture of love and beauty - well done, Michael! Lainey must be delighted!

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    1. Thank you very much, Debra. I hope she is.

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  24. .... and here I've been asking myself if people still wrote sonnets the old-fashioned way. Found a satisfactory and pleasing answer.

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    1. Thank you very much, Brother Sigerson. Coming from you, Sir, that is high praise indeed, and greatly appreciated.

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  25. Beautiful, something magical about a weeping willow, and I imagine Lainey would make any walk a more beautiful adventure. -Dave Raider

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    1. Dave, I have to see this as a perfect combination. And, a big weeping willow offers a great opportunity to house a tree swing, and tree swings are important... Thanks for visiting, Sir.

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  26. What a beauty of a write Mike. The Weeping Willow Tree being my favorite tree since I was a small child. I always associate romance, love, family and play within the branches. Nothing better than being able to take a walk and being able to forget the world and it's troubles. This one for our beautiful Lainey and I can picture her there in that lovely setting you wrote about.

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    1. So good to hear from you, Linda... You paint a far more appealing and panoramic image here than I could even imagine, but seeing it though your eyes, makes me appreciate the possibilities even more.

      Thanks so much for spending time with us. :)

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  27. So nice Michael and your closing two lines just reminded me of a walk Andrea and I took just yesterday afternoon long the lake...gorgeous, sunny, warm. We didn't have the moonlight by walking hand in hand and eventually settling for a time on a lakeside bench and just talking and watching people and boats go by. It was so nice to get out and just enjoy life in the moment as we so often do.

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    1. You know, Don... This poem is just about doing every day stuff, and appreciating the opportunities afforded us. Just, as you described your activities... Thanks, as always, for stopping by.

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  28. "A weeping willow walk..." Ahhh...lovely.

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    1. Thanks, Carol... Very nice to see you here.

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  29. Such sweet beauty. One could enjoy walks such as this.

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    1. Thanks, Morgan... Do you have in willow trees on your street?

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    2. Ni willows, but we do have a bunch of oaks...

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    3. I love oak tress... Nature's lightning rods. We have them, too!

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    4. They do have some great shade when it's hot outside.

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  30. Grand, utterly grand - southern without the gothic

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    1. Thanks immensely... Light is bound to shine on this scene, no matter what.

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  31. Really beautiful Sonnet writting Mike I love how you used the weeping willow as a metephor to pull together emotions in this write and the close is lovely, Peace N love

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    1. Thanks, Maria... The willow is the glue here. It always was and always will be, in a perfect world. :)

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  32. And it's gorgeous! Thanks so much, Myke, for letting me know. I love this. Touching my heart as I read this morning.

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    1. Very happy this resonated so well with you, Barbi-Kay... Thanks!

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  33. Beautifully written, I love it and it speaks to me - Please give Lainey my love, always

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    1. Thanks so much, Shauna. I will be sure to give Lainey your message the next time we talk.

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  34. Another beautiful poem, Michael. ☺ Lainey is a lucky lady!

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    1. Thanks bunches, Debbie. I love hearing from True North here.

      And, she really is. :)

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  35. Loved this and very happy to read another Michael Todd sonnet :)

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    1. Thank you, Laura... I was really happy to be able to write one more. I feel it will be a while before another comes around.

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  36. A weeping willow walk and a full moon is a great reason to enjoy both! You have captured it well! :) <3

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    1. Thank you so much, Elly. I must admit to being captivated by my surroundings, and I am altogether fine with it. :)

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  37. Beautiful, simply lovely, Myke. You're a word savant.

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    1. Brenda, you will have me smiling all evening over that assessment. Thank you. :)

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  38. Beautiful imagery...I can almost smell the damp night air. You are a true romantic.

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    1. Sandra... You always say the nicest things.

      Thank you. :)

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