"LEAF LIFTING, LIFE"
Margaret Ann Waddicor 12th October 2011.
Like a leaf lifting in wind
life spins
the coin is tossed
the heads the tails
upside down
downside up
Fates whims
its seasons varied
dull and bright
alights on shadows
dimmed
Autumn's fairy
shreds the leaves
worn soft as silken dresses
realities shrouds of death
their breath now stolen from the mist
What life they had is gone,
and yet their compost feeds their host
when spring returns to sing
they have their hour to boast.
Comments
Birth of Spring
Ann
While we are in Fall season here I guess you are in Spring season. I love your story and I would and could see the picture you have drawn in your words.
What life they had is gone,
and yet their compost feeds their host
when spring returns to sing
they have their hour to boast.
Great poem
Love to you snow lady
xoxo
Magics Mona
Thank you Jayne and Mona
It is Autumn
and the mist lies milky in the glen
the pastel sun paints washes
palest yellow grey
while the great tit peeps at me today.
Love to you both Ann.