Willow

Willow short poem

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A curse and a blessing sometimes you lose, sometimes
you win, somewhere between darkness and dawn a candle
in the wind… I take it to the heart, I take it on the
run crossing some crazy state line one more time still
hearing you say, “when you get what you want you don’t
want it anymore” well then you must still want me
life can be something of a mystery So if you don’t
know the answers to their questions fake what you
don’t know and when the big wind blows rock on like a
Willow Well it’s just like the calm before the storm
sometimes Heaven, sometimes Hell still under your
spell But dreams survive and what’s been done has been
done I can hear you saying, “Don’t ask me questions you
already have the answers to” but nobody has all the
answers not even you so…I go blindly today into tomorrow
but when the big wind blows I will rock on, rock on
just like a Willow!

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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A curse and a blessing, sometimes you lose, sometimes you win, somewhere between darkness and dawn a candle in the wind… I take it to the heart, I take it on the run crossing some crazy state line one more