STANDING BY A WEEPING WILLOW STUMP, poem by Patricia Kelly

This is one of those poems that has taken weeks to complete. (Though truth be told, I don't consider any poem complete. I just reach a point where I feel I can let it rest. However, I do sometimes edit poems that are years old.) In this case, I think the lengthy time it took was because the issue behind the metaphor was still in process, still changing. I.e, I wasn't as certain that the relationship was as over as my initial feelings seem to indicate. I now know that it is over and I'm able to stop "picking at" this poem. I'd type a smiley emoticon here, but it's all too sad. Necessary and a healthy move for me, but still sad and difficult.

Normally, I'd post the accompanying photo before the poem. But for some reason, I want to post this one after. It's a photo I took today of the stump that precipitated the above poem. The colors are a bit paler in the photo than in the actual stump and some of the swirling lines aren't as apparent. But I think it can give you at least an idea of what struck me that day in early April:

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‘til next time, keep dreaming,

**** [aka: Patricia Kelly] **** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”)****My other blogs: ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL and ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT, and Yahoo DREAMJIN: Group for Dreamku – Haiku-Like Dream Poems ****