There is silence
in the way a leaf floats to the ground;
might it be an ending,
or perchance to land upon a stream,
carried on by the gentle breeze,
lifted as the words unfold.
A contest entry
- My Anniversary - Your Ode to Poetry by Sonja.
1700 points, ended March 26, 2008, 13 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I once again viewed your profile, and find your page as amaising as this poem you wrote. Your entry is magnificent, as is the final line. The first two lines and the final one form [most probably intended] a poem on its own. Amidst the 'silence' of the floating leaf there is a dynamic that reminds me of being human, but all this can be creatively changed when 'lifted as the words unfold'. Great and meaningful. I do feel honoured to have read this poem with such a magnificent background. Frans
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thank you kindly my friend it has been a while since I wrote anything I am glad you found so much meaning.
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Yes... yes... there is a silence in the way a leaf floats to the ground; but you know how to listen its voice with the soul of poet. Nice, very nice. Thank you.
~Sonja~
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thank you , I am glad you liked this.
Be well,
Ken
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Beautiful. So good to see you posting again. LOVED this soft and tender write. Best of luck in the contest. ~Pamela
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