Writing Prompt

My ideal life is a balance, a beautiful, high-aiming goal,

But sometimes I need a quiet place to retrieve my frantic soul.

I swear I'm a beacon, a vibrant and inspiring sight,

But I'm also just tired of constantly chasing the light.

The overcommitment hit hard, I need a break from my team,

A structured goal achieved, then silence for a deep, creative dream.

So I hid from the social gatherings, avo...

Beneath the willow, you will find

A secret place hidden in my mind

Which I’ll escape

Into a place of great safe

Lost in my world of dragons

In a land of nobles and assassins

Where magic and royalty collide

Great adventures to behold

So many stories to be told

Extravagant gowns

And beautiful balls

Hand in hand

Dancing late into the night

Dawns arise

And empires fall

I’ll write out my little wor...

Beneath the willow,

You will find

Something dreary;

Or something kind.

This tree is a shelter.

This tree is a home.

To those who are lost;

And those who are alone.

On a cold rainy day,

You can take a peak.

And what you may hear

Is the cheaps from a tiny, lonely beak.

And if you look further,

Just turn your head,

There lay a rodent,

Dry and dead.

While some things may live

And others die,

T...

Under a milky, Celtic moon and below

A blanket of creosote black, like a sheet of glistening tar

and there, beneath the willow, you will find you are buried with the dirt and aged sorrow,

Part clay, rock and roots reaching for the water

Within a stones throw from the canopy.

They say the dreams of those before us are buried there, too,

Outside of our comprehension and our capabilities.

There ar...

Beneath the willow, you will find

A hoarde of bodies which I have left enshrined.

It’s been weeks, months and no one has found

The blood and guts that soil the ground.

A foot here, a head hanging from a branch,

If you look over there, you will see my last ganch.

There are many wonders here to unfold,

As long as you don’t mind being in the cold.

Here’s my collection of legs and arms,

I told you...

Beneath the willow you will find

Their bodies hanging.

The bodies of those who knew no gentle hand

Or kind words

Only fists and punishment.

The bodies of those who were loved

And adored

But felt as though they were alone.

Why did they feel that way?

Why didn’t they see the love

Right in front of them?

Oh how the willow groans

From the weight of their corpses.

Their are too many for us to igno...

Beneath the willow, you will find

the truth forgotten by the mind.

The branches bend and sweep the ground,

a whispered secret all around.

They shade the creek where pebbles sleep,

and ancient promises they keep.

The roots sink deep in hallowed clay,

where sorrows of the bygone day

have seeped into the silent soil,

a history free from earthly toil.

And should you sit in leafy shade,

remembering vow...

Beneath the willow you will find,

The spot where we’d lay entwined.

Where I vowed softly, to never leave.

The grass still warm, on that August eve.

Laying under the star covered sky,

We thought that our love could never die.

As years went by, our devotion grew.

I prayed Earth would stop, just for us two.

But time wouldn't stop, and it wouldn’t slow.

I left before you, with...

Beneath the willow, you will find...

a grave, and a blackbird.

One holds the silence.

One holds the sound.

No name on the stone.

Just roots in the ground.

The blackbird knows it,

the rain and the dew.

The secret it sings to,

is the secret in you.

...

Beneath the willow you will find

Lives stopped, stuck in time

Beneath the willow you will find

Secrets that destroy us and make us bend

Beneath the willow you will find

Hearts in love, blind to see

Beneath the willow you will find

A river of tears from broken teens

Beneath the willow you will find

Lost souls reunited after darkness came

Beneath the willow you will find

Hopeless thoughts circling,...