UnfamiliarA Poem by Tai RyensWill my leaves ever grow again?Rotting
leaves shrivel from
olden branches; similar
to falling petals of what
was once in bloom. Browning
foliage splicing into
flurrying memories; whiffing
apart from languishing bark. Perhaps crimping skin.
Leaf by
leaf, every petal
falls into oblivion: until
neither corroding wood nor
moldering epidermis is
familiar to faces in the mirror. © 2012 Tai RyensAuthor's Note
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