Leaves everywhere,
Swirling with the violent wind in a ritual
Condemning the warm weather and embracing
Complete serenity.
Leaves somewhere,
Gathering the remains of hindered souls
Who have been lost in the journey
To the everlasting.
Leaves nowhere,
Listening to the turmoils of defenceless birds
And nurturing kindred beings to
Loving refuge.
Leaves everywhere,
Remembering life's complexities
With every lasting grace and
Protecting the calm happiness.
A contest entry
- #71 at Winklings for members and Friends from Allpoetry. by Lyndon.
3000 points, ended June 7, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This is a good poem
but it is tangential to the budding and flowering eucalypt. The poem is really a free fall poem about leaves anywhere, as it were.
Lyndon of the Winklings.
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