Willow: A Poem

by Titan Mikuta

There once was a girl, plagued with despair
She saw blue in her life and grey in the air
Demeanor of stress
Her grit to the test
In love with a world that didn’t even care.

Was she even there?
Dancing in their heads,
The thought of the opposite filled her with dread
Sitting there trying to put doubts to their beds.
Yet shout did her head,
That nobody cared
Desperately wishing she wasn’t so scared.

With a lake in mind, she ran from the town
Peering to the water, she saw herself with a frown
Desperately hoping the world would look down.

On a girl like her.

Slowly she realized this world wasn’t hers
Not the pines, the oaks, the maples, the firs
The fawns or fish or even the birds
The dawns, the mist, the people, her curse.

So there she sat, and wept for a while,
Until the rain poured down, peaking her smile
The mother called earth had looked down on her daughter
Realizing she sent her own lamb to the slaughter
Full of pity and sadness and sore lack of laughter
Seeing the girl she had failed to look after.

So there they both sat, and wept for a while
Until mother earth saw a new fate for her child
Spirals of bark and branches enveloped,
Washed away the sadness that she had developed
Her curls to vines
A body divine
Mother earth happy, and she, overzealous

So when the rain comes it seems not to matter
For people around silence their chatter
Watching the willow
Watching it weep
Watching the rain fall down to her leaves.