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I saw a squirrel jump
into a tree,
leaves exploded into the sky,
they danced effortlessly in the whisper of the dawn,
and played about on
the way down.
Two leaves disjoined
from the bunch,
and circled each other as they fell,
time was meaningless.
They landed on top of one another
their colors, though different,
their scars, though different,
were beautiful and kind.
The tricky breeze
skirted over the lawn, slapping blades of grass
along the way,
caught the two leaves and carried
them, clutched together,
traveling the yard
without a care,
many times their bodies kissed.
It was the pond at the far
end of the yard that finally
divided the friends,
they splashed down, and floated away
8/16/2006 11:10 am
Very clever & also very beautiful.
All ponds are able to be crossed at some point. Thats what bridges are for.
8/16/2006 12:33 pm
clever and thought provoking|
8/16/2006 12:36 pm
Shaye--fall is my favorite time of the year |
Phoenix--yes, hidden meanings. If you watch objects floating in ponds long enough, eventually they bump into each other. Thank you for the compliment!
8/16/2006 1:59 pm
I like the analogy...it lets your reader interpret it as they like...very beautiful...romantic and graceful.
TY for sharing.
8/17/2006 5:12 pm
Beautiful and meaningful poem Thanks for sharing with us|
8/19/2006 6:47 am
Autumn is my favorite time of year ... it is the season of rebirth ... I have absolutely fallen in love with this post and this blog as well ...|
8/19/2006 7:32 am
Huntress--come back as often as you would like. Your comments and advice are always welcome.|
Flo--thank you for the compliments!
Huny--"playful and cute", I though you were talking about the poem, not yourself
Champagne--Thanks for your kind words!