leaf
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Little lonely leaf
knocking on the glass door
with your whole feeble
form
gaping at me
begging for
A green leaf fell and
I stood up to catch it; My
breath was caught instead.
The wind managed to
blow breaths to push leaves beyond
Often seen,Beneath all tree,Green feather fallen here.GentlyLyingCaringCryingBeneath all tree,Green feather here.
This Autumn I placed a leaf near my work
Area on top my desk. It was red,
And I thought it would be a nice small quirk,
To have something I found in a leaf bed.
The silence of your voice
speaks volumes of pain.
The butterflies in my stomach
have flown to such great heights.
You are precious china.
It's Autumn,
leaves fall,
all but one.
All the leaves fall fast,
all but one.
There is a strong breeze,
but the leaf holds onto the skinny branch.
The leaves fall,
all but one.
Amber veins of brittle stem
spread thinly through my body,
serving as a fragile skeleton
to structure my scarlet paper skin
as I am tos't by warm soft wind.
To say I thought,
Little leaf clinging to a tree
So often teased
By a cool breeze
Fearing a freeze he'd never see.
Left all alone, and still so green.
She stumbled
She fell
She got up and she walked.
She stumbled she fell
She got up
And she walked.
She stumbled
She fell
And she stayed there.
When you look at a tree,
With its monstrous trunk
And shining emerald leaves,
You see only a tree.
