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Three Dried Leaves
Contributed by
pooper
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Friday, 2nd December 2016 @ 05:05:14 PM in AEST
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//Three Dried Leaves
I see outside my window a branch with leaves of three
Though it once had many others
the frost,
the wind first burnt the colors then wind stripped it free.
Leaves tremble,
looking lost in all now but memory.
Fragile looking and crumpled yet hanging there to see.
They serve no other purpose
but visual
Long past days of beauty
hanging tenuously
Why?
What restrains their leaving
why or what purpose can there be?
I often watch them in day and dusk
Wondering how they manage against the storm
of rain and wind
of bending branch fluttering and corrupted
by natures vagary
On the morrow still I think
The season narrows chances
and yet I fret for I do not like their existing chances.
There and there their silhouette first right then left in view
winds of winter whisper
through the glass and do
shift and with increasing force they blew
from side to side first this then that
alternating askew
Blackened three just those to see
yet still they draw my glance
as if they warn that the day forlorn
Awaits us in our time.
Holding on three leaves
adorn that window branch I watch.
A day or night will
likely leave the branch bare and solitary
For me others I seldom watch.
One other leaf now like another.
Enjoy the three and let them be a harbinger of change.
Life too faces elements.
Would life be so tenaciously
holding, holding against those storms.
Pooper
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Re: Three Dried Leaves
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by dvtpdw on
Saturday, 3rd December 2016 @ 03:36:31 PM AEST
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| I see, I see. In this write, so much of life/'/s truth. Very intense, very appealing to me. Nice, nice, write, P |
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Re: Three Dried Leaves
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 3rd December 2016 @ 10:21:46 PM AEST
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spell bound I am reading this
it bleeds with uncanny imagery
So you wake worn, takes movement
you chill recoil a bit
out you go, into "the new world"
every darn time
but each time the
obvious changes ever so
slightly
the underpinnings
each of their remnants
askew in the winds
that blow
you are tired and cold
moving on
forgetting long
enough to get
something done
what do people do
all day, you stop and
think, maybe later on
watching the scattering
of leaves.
Great Great write
Pooper!
Peace! |
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