Leaves

Of Leaves

Some leaves are truly beautiful

When in their fresh and greenest phase

Others are yet more alluring

When brown and red in autumn haze

Some leaves are constant and unchanging

They stand unyielding all the while

Yet even in their sturdy form

They’re plucked obtusely in revile

Some leaves will fail to ever grow

They’ll lie in dormancy all season

They’ll long to match their comrades fair

They’ll curse an injustice unreasoned

Those leaves will start out full of life

But winter’s claws will take their hold

They’ll float and drift to ground beneath

And freeze beneath the numbing snow

That tree became so overburdened;

It could not bear the biting cold

It looked at all the leaves around it

Scattered there; “such waste behold”

And dreamt of Zion, marigold.

Reviews

[Hbrook]

The immagry and personification was beautiful!

[OneAmongstMany]

Thank you, this is actually the first poem I ever wrote

[A.K. Rohner]

I absolutely adore the imagery in this. Very fluid and easy to read.

[Najam Us Saher]

I could imagine the scenario such beautiful is your description. I loved it. Beautifully written.

[duff]

It was a joy to read how your imagery has so much character.

"Winters claws"
"That tree became so overburdened"

Well executed and a pleasure to read:)

[OneAmongstMany]

Thank you! More on the way

[duff]

You're welcome! My pleasure