Thursday, June 24, 2010

Down Autumn's Road

In a whirlpool I am a leaf
no arms to swim
or legs to kick,
brown and red freckled skin
torn and speckled in nicks
In a stream a million leaves
no where to go
or arrival time,
water logged and sodden hope
dirty and covered in grime
In an eddy a pool of death
no moon above me
or stars to speak of,
shooting and sun burnt hearts
bright and full of love
In a daze a field of white
no green above
or bright colors below,
waving and wind bent fall
blowing and swaying over snow...


Anonymous said...

I enjoyed reading this, right now. Sometimes, I too, feel like a leaf! :^)