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Dead Leaves
Dead Leaves
You once grew green
On lofty branches
Defiant against the clouds
Fluttering in the breeze
But now the tree has gone
Just a pale ghost of memory
And the sky is dominant
In my front windows
Your first death was brittle
Old man skeleton scratching
Whipping up your decline
In whorls of frustration
And when the rain came
Like falling tears
...Tuesday 4th February 2020 12:37 pm
Winterfylleth (October)
Winterfylleth (October)
We die! We die!
scream the old men
of the trees,
as their grip slips
from skeletal fingers
holding them aloft.
They fall to earth
in a blaze of golden glory,
coming to rest
at the feet of
great oaks, sycamores,
birch and elms.
Rustling in their cardigans
of orange and amber
like dry skin
in...
Friday 4th October 2013 11:53 am
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