Rattlesnakes
You and I
Snake's nest.
Rattlesnakes
In warm summer
Under a weeping willow
We're weeping in sleep suntrap
Burning deep down and downtown.
You and I suntrap and sleeplessness.
Exhausted and enclosed
For a life.
Dis-barefaced.
Pale tiny berries
People.
Poisonous and earthly
Under the weeping willow
Asleep
Back to back
Hands intertwined
People de-relict
And disvioleted
By rattlesnakes,
Rings
Around
The neck.
Translated from Macedonian: Zorica Petkoska
poem by Afrodita Nikolova
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Willow Tree
Let me be your weeping willow tree
Surround you with my long limbs
My dear, let me grow in the shade
In the sands by the bank of your river
Let I drink from your streams
The cool breeze fill my leaves
We will sing together
Water over the pebbles
And Ill be by your side forever
I wish I was a weeping willow tree
I wish I was a weeping willow tree
I wish I was a weeping willow tree
Sweet river caress how softly
Stir my searching roots
Shading the sun in the summers heat
Let I cool you
We have been dancing so long
In the winters freeze and the summers drought
We survive
We belong
Let us sing together
Water over the pebbles
And Ill be by your side forever
I wish I was your weeping willow tree
I wish I was a weeping willow tree
I wish I was a weeping willow tree
Let us sing together
Water over the pebbles
And Ill be by your side forever
Let us sing together
Water over the pebbles
And Ill be by your side forever
We can sing together
Water over the pebbles
And Ill be by your side forever
Let me be
Your willow tree
Your willow tree
song performed by by G. Love & Special Sauce
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Meet Me In The Indian Summer
(Van Morrison)
Well don't you know
How much I love you
Don't you know
How much I care
It's beyond my comprehension
'Cos I love you on the square
It's not bound by any definition
It isn't written in the stars
It's not limited like Saturn
Isn't ruled by Mercury or Mars
Oh won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
Where we'll go walking
Down by the weeping willow tree
Won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
We'll go walking to eternity
It's not modelled by convention
It isn't worshipped like the sun
It's not likened unto any other
And it will never come undone
Well don't you know
That my world is so lonely
Just like a freight train in the dawn
That's why I need to
Have and hold you
Just to keep me from going wrong
Oh won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
We'll go walking
By the weeping willow tree
Won't you meet me Lord
In the Indian summer
We'll go walking to eternity
Won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
Well before
Those chilly winds do blow
Won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
Take me way back
To what I know
Oh won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
We'll go walking
By the weeping willow tree
Oh won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
We'll go walking to eternity
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Weeping Willow
Weeping willow why do you cry
Why don't your branches touch the sky
They touch the ground
And without a sound
A tear escapes your eye
The sky grows dark as the storm clouds near
But do not worry have no fear
The storm will pass
This will not last
And I will still be here
So weeping willow do not cry
Let your barnches touch the sky
Don't let them sag
Don't let them drag
And release a silky sigh
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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Born
AS I OPEN MY I SAW A NEW WORLD
NUMBER OF PEOPLE GATHER IN AROUND ME
JOY OF SOME PEOPLE WORTH WATCHING
SOME PEOPLE WANT TO KEEP ME THEIR HAND
FEW PEOPLE WANT TO KISS ME
BUT FOR TWO PEOPLE ARE MORE PRECIOUS
FIRST ONE WHERE I FEEL MORE SECURE
ANOTHER ONE WHEN I FEEL PROUD
MY WEEPING WORRIED EVERYONE
BUT NOBODY KNOW WHY I AM WEEPING
ONLY ONE KNOW AND REALISE WHY I AM WEEPING
ONLY ONE CAN UNDERSTAND AND CONTROL
MY WEEPING BY FEEDING ME
EVERYONE ENJOY, PLAY & WELCOME WITH ME
BUT ONLY TWO PERSON UNDERSTAND ME MOST
ONE CONTROL MY WEEPING AND ANOTHER ONE
WHERE I FEEL MY SELF PROUD.
I AM LITTLE UNKOWN WAITING FOR SWEET NAME
SO THAT I CAN START …..
poem by Ajay Srivastava
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Willow Weep For Me
(1932) ann ronell
Willow weep for me, willow weep for me,
Bend your branches green along the stream that runs to sea,
Listen to my plea, listen willow weep for me,
Gone my lovers dream, lovely summer dream,
Gone and left me here to weep my tears into the stream,
Sad as I can be - hear me willow and weep for me.
Whisper to the wind to say that love has sinned
To leave my heart aching and making this moan,
Murmur to the night to hide her starry light,
So none will find me sighing and crying all alone,
Weeping willow tree, weep in sympathy,
Bend your branches down along the ground and cover me,
When the shadows fall, bend oh willow and weep for me.
To leave my heart aching and making this moan,
So none will find me sighing and crying all alone,
Weeping willow tree, weep in sympathy,
Bend your branches down along the ground and cover me,
When the shadows fall, bend oh willow,
Bend oh willow and weep for me.
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Weeping Willow
When morning breaks
When morning breaks
We hide our eyes and our loves aching
We hide our eyes and our loves aching
Nothings strange
Nothings strange
It was in our hands from 6 to 10
It slipped right out again
It was in our hands from 6 to 10
It slipped right out again
Therell be no better time
Therell be no better way
Therell be no better day to save me
Therell be no better time
Save me
Therell be no better way
Yeah, save me
Therell be no better day to save me
Save me
I hope you see like I see
Yeah, save me
I hope you see what I see
I hope you feel like I feel
I hope you see like I see
And the world dont stop
I hope you see what I see
There is no time for cracking up
I hope you feel like I feel
Believe me friend
cause when freedom comes
Ill be long gone
And the world dont stop
You know it has to end
There is no time for cracking up
Believe me friend
Therell be no better time
cause when freedom comes
Therell be no better way
Ill be long gone
Therell be no better day to save me
You know it has to end
Save me
Yeah, save me
Yeah, save me
Therell be no better time
I hope you see what I see
Therell be no better way
I hope you feel like I feel
Therell be no better day to save me
Someone to stand beside me
Save me
Beside me
Yeah, save me
Beside me
Yeah, save me
Beside me
I hope you see what I see
Beside me
I hope you feel like I feel
Someone to stand beside me
Weeping willow
Beside me
The pills under my pillow
Beside me
Weeping willow
Beside me
Pills under my pillow
Beside me
Weeping willow
The gun under your pillow
Weeping willow
Weeping willow
Beside me
The pills under my pillow
Beside me
Weeping willow
Beside me
Pills under my pillow
Beside me
Weeping willow
The gun under your pillow
Weeping willow
Beside me
Beside me
Beside me
Beside me
song performed by by Verve
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The Lonely Willow Tree
THAT LONELY WILLOW TREE
God made this Earth,
The Sun... The Air.
He placed it all
Into Man's care.
On it He placed
Flowers and trees
In beautiful colors,
Man's eyes to please.
But when He thought
His work was done,
He added this....
A tree.....Just one.
He planted here
A Willow Tree,
Where Man could pray
On bended knee.
But now when Man
Neglects to come,
He named this tree
The weeping one.
Near a stream
Where no one will be
There stands a lonely
Weeping Willow Tree.
And when you see
It's branches weep,
You know that from
God's eyes....
....................Tears do Seep.
Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
6-22-1979
By Ms. Caroline
© 2006 Ms. Caroline (All rights reserved)
poem by Carolyn Ford Witt
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Whispering Willow of Wonder
Weeping willow by the water
Whisper your story to me
A song of love and peace
Here for all to see
Whispering Willow of Wonder
Swaying your blessings to me
Teach me your treasures of wisdom
You sing and you dance like the sea
Beautiful hair by the water
Green with the Mother’s grown love
Stir in me mystical union
With light of the Earth and above
Wonderful willow of wishes
Cleansing earth, water and wind
Muse of the mystical marriage
Of bard and of lover you’re kin
Adorning the ways of the water
Warm welcoming willow is found
Holding the light in the garden
Bringing deep peace with its sound
poem by Edward Durand
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Painted Horse
(blackmore/gillan/glover/lord/paice)
Child on a painted horse
Streams that will run their course
Gone to a far away shore
Ooh, ooh, ah
My painted horse is weeping
Days of another kind
Frost gets a bruising vine
Why did the carpenter die
Ooh, ooh, ah
My painted horse is weeping
Sweet as a rose so fine
Peaceful as a final time
How old could the lion man cry
Ooh, ooh, ah
My painted horse is weeping
Thoughts of a winter moon
Warm in a distant room
Why did I fall asleep so soon
Ooh, ooh, ah
My painted horse is weeping
song performed by by Deep Purple
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Voice
And I lay still and snow dust
is burning my skin.
Snow dust is burning to me,
burning never burning out
Orange
Orange
a grey moon.
And I am becoming strings
strings of violas
guitars
violoncellos;
Strings of all
string instruments
when they are searing me
starting to sear me
like orange
like orange
and before I become
voice
before voice I become
vocal strings,
snow dust is burning my skin,
snow dust
orange
burning me,
burning out.
Translated from Macedonian by: Zorica Petkoska
poem by Afrodita Nikolova
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Willow Weep For Me
Yes, willow weep for me
Willow weep for me
Bend your branches green along the stream that runs to sea
Listen to my plea
Listen willow and weep for me
Yes, gone my lovers dream
Lovely summer dream
Gone and left me here to weep my tears into the stream
Sad as I can be
Hear me willow and weep for me
Oh, whisper to the wind and say that loves a sin
Leave my heart a-breaking, and making a moan
Murmur to the night to hide her starry light
So none will find me sighing, crying all alone
Oh, willow weep tree
Weeping sympathy
Bend your branches down along the ground and cover me
When the shadows fall, bend over willow and weep for me
Whisper to the wind and say that love is sin
Leave my heart a-breaking, and making a moan
Murmur to the night to hide her starry light
So none will find me sighing and crying all alone
Yes, willow weep tree
Weeping sympathy
Bend your branches down along the ground and cover me
When the shadows fall, bend over willow and weep for me
Yes
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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In The Willow Shade
I sat beneath a willow tree,
Where water falls and calls;
While fancies upon fancies solaced me,
Some true, and some were false.
Who set their heart upon a hope
That never comes to pass,
Droop in the end like fading heliotrope
The sun's wan looking-glass.
Who set their will upon a whim
Clung to through good and ill,
Are wrecked alike whether they sink or swim,
Or hit or miss their will.
All things are vain that wax and wane,
For which we waste our breath;
Love only doth not wane and is not vain,
Love only outlives death.
A singing lark rose toward the sky,
Circling he sang amain;
He sang, a speck scarce visible sky-high,
And then he sank again.
A second like a sunlit spark
Flashed singing up his track;
But never overtook that foremost lark,
And songless fluttered back.
A hovering melody of birds
Haunted the air above;
They clearly sang contentment without words,
And youth and joy and love.
O silvery weeping willow tree
With all leaves shivering,
Have you no purpose but to shadow me
Beside this rippled spring?
On this first fleeting day of Spring,
For Winter is gone by,
And every bird on every quivering wing
Floats in a sunny sky;
On this first Summer-like soft day,
While sunshine steeps the air,
And every cloud has gat itself away,
And birds sing everywhere.
Have you no purpose in the world
But thus to shadow me
With all your tender drooping twigs unfurled,
O weeping willow tree?
With all your tremulous leaves outspread
Betwixt me and the sun,
While here I loiter on a mossy bed
With half my work undone;
My work undone, that should be done
At once with all my might;
For after the long day and lingering sun
Comes the unworking night.
This day is lapsing on its way,
Is lapsing out of sight;
And after all the chances of the day
Comes the resourceless night.
The weeping willow shook its head
And stretched its shadow long;
The west grew crimson, the sun smoldered red,
The birds forbore a song.
Slow wind sighed through the willow leaves,
The ripple made a moan,
The world drooped murmuring like a thing that grieves;
And then I felt alone.
I rose to go, and felt the chill,
And shivered as I went;
Yet shivering wondered, and I wonder still,
What more that willow meant;
That silvery weeping willow tree
With all leaves shivering,
Which spent one long day overshadowing me
Beside a spring in Spring.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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Calling Back My Spirit
Something has been sleeping in me, weeping in me, creeping in me
Something has been crying in me, sighing in me, dying in me
In the righting of this wrong, I may have to fight a long awaited duel
Im calling back my spirit from you, Im calling back what is my own.
Something has been burning in me, churning in me, turning in me
Something has been weeping in me, creeping in me, awaking in me
And in the execution of this task, I may come to see my enemys mask
Slip and fall
Im calling back my spirit from you, Im calling back what my own
Im calling back, Im calling back,
Im calling back my spirit from you, Im calling back what is my own
The storm of your outrage seethes and whips around my brittle bones
Anger and violence erupt from your lips and your cover is blown!
I seek the sound of your name
I stand in my own footsteps and I claim my power
Im calling back my spirit from you, Im calling back what is my own
Im calling back, Im calling back, Im calling back, Im calling back,
Im calling back my spirit from you now!, Im calling back what is my own
song performed by by Waterboys
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Willow Waly!
[HE.] PRITHEE, pretty maiden - prithee, tell me true
(Hey, but I'm doleful, willow, willow waly!)
Have you e'er a lover a-dangling after you?
Hey, willow waly O!
I would fain discover
If you have a lover?
Hey, willow waly O!
[SHE.] Gentle sir, my heart is frolicsome and free -
(Hey, but he's doleful, willow, willow waly!)
Nobody I care for comes a-courting me -
Hey, willow waly O!
Nobody I care for
Comes a-courting - therefore,
Hey, willow waly O!
[HE.] Prithee, pretty maiden, will you marry me?
(Hey, but I'm hopeful, willow, willow waly!)
I may say, at once, I'm a man of propertee -
Hey, willow waly O!
Money, I despise it,
But many people prize it,
Hey, willow waly O!
[SHE.] Gentle sir, although to marry I design -
(Hey, but he's hopeful, willow, willow waly!)
As yet I do not know you, and so I must decline.
Hey, willow waly O!
To other maidens go you -
As yet I do not know you,
Hey, willow waly O!
poem by William Schwenck Gilbert
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After The Fresh Blossoms Have Gone
Fresh flower pass after west lake good
Messy remnant red
Fly cottony misty
Weeping willow railing all sun wind
Pipe song scatter end visitor go
Start feel spring empty
Down down curtain curtain
Pair swallow return come thin rain in
After the fresh blossoms have gone- West Lake is good.
Tattered scraps of remnant red,
Mist of cotton catkins flying,
Weeping willow by the railing in the wind and sun.
Pipes and song scatter and cease, visitors depart.
I start to feel that spring is empty,
Let the curtain fall back down,
A pair of swallows going home through the drizzly rain.
poem by Ouyang Xiu
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I'm Moving On
Today this is to all of you
Who knew me and what I went through
I'd say how could you.
But that is just not me anymore
Instead I ask where are you now
Are you of the proud
Today this is all to you
Who knew me and what I went through
I'd say why did you watch and do nothing
But that is just not in me anymore
Instead I rather open the door for you for once more
I'm here to help
Today this is to all of you
Who knew me and what I went through
I'd how you watch me suffer like no other
But that is just not in anymore
I'm not here to settle old scores
As one might think
But instead tell you what I've learned
From such a cruel world
The weeping willow tree cry's as the souls die
She sags but yet is still strong
I think she has moved on
The weeping willow tree cry's as the souls die
She sags but yet is still strong
I think she has moved on
Today this is to all of you
That knew me and all of what I went through
I'd say why did you put my face in the dirt when it hurt the worse
But that's just not in me anymore
Those wounds have longed heal
As all that left is the faded scars
Its a constant reminder of who we are.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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The Same Love That Made Me Laugh
[Bill Withers' hit from 1974]
Your love is like a a chunk of gold
Hard to gain, and hard to hold
Like a rose that's soft to touch
Love has gone, and it hurts so much
Well and why...
Must the same love that made me laugh
Make me cry?
Well now you think of love as sitting on a mountain
Think of it as being a great big rock
Won't you think before you started to roll it down
Because once you start it, you can't make it stop
I've given all I have to give
And if you don't want me
I don't want to live
Well and why...
Must the same love that made me laugh:
Why you wanna make me cry? [5x]
Why you wanna make me lay in my pillow
Just cryin' like a weeping willow
Why you wanna make me cry? [4x]
Why you wanna make me mess in my pillow
I'm just cryin' like a weeping willow
Why you wanna make me cry? [3x]
song performed by by Queen Latifah
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Don't Cry
Why do you cry? He has risen.
Why are you weeping? He's not dead.
Why do you cry? he has risen.
Why are you weeping? He's not dead.
He paid it all on that lonely highway(hayyyy). And his anointing I can feel. He shed his blood (ohh ohh ohh). For my
transgressions (ohh ohh ohh). And by his stripes we are healed.
Why do you cry? He has risen.
Why are you weeping? He's not dead.
So as you go through lifes journey(neeeee). Don't you worry lift up your head. Don't you cry (ohh ohh ohh) stop your weeping
(ohh ohh ohh) He has risen He's not dead.
[Chorus]
Don't cry
wipe your eyes
He's not dead.
(ohh ohh ohh ohh)
Don't weep
He's not asleep
Je-hovah
He's not dead
(ohh ohh ohh ohh)
Don't cry
wipe your eyes
He's not dead
[with modulation repeat 4x's]
song performed by by Kirk Franklin from The Rebirth Of Kirk Franklin
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Seperation to come
Under the weeping willow we sit,
gazing at the stars.
Mourning the pass of fall,
to the approching winter solice.
May we remain one,
no matter the distance between.
Clasping hands we say a payer,
falling into slumber of the night.
Columbus Cheney
This weeping willow!
Why do you not plant a few
For the millions of children not yet born,
As well as for us?
Are they not non-existent, or cells asleep
Without mind?
Or do they come to earth, their birth
Rupturing the memory of previous being?
Answer! The field of unexplored intuition is yours.
But in any case why not plant willows for them,
As well as for us?
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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