Last Leaf Leaving -------------------------------------------
As the last brown leaf
Fails its grasp of the tree,
Floating down to earth
Like a bewildered kite
To land softly. with
A papery crisp,
And be trodden into the muck
of the season,
I ponder the years
beneath my yellow
rubber galoshes.....
Uhhh...what are galoshes??? I like the nature you put into your poems. The changing of seasons being related to the changing of people's lives is amazing. Great write. Katana
You make me miss the changing of the seasons. I live in Arizona where its hot and hotter and things go fast and faster. I am from Colorado originally. Your works take me to another time, another way of looking at the world. I especially liked the bewildered kite line.
How about deleting the comma after YEARS? Also IT'S should be ITS.
The bewildered kite is a great image, and it ties in well with the "lost years" feeling you get at the end. I know that at age 44 I am a little bewildered at how my life has gotten away from me. Makes me wonder if I have more leaves on the tree or on the ground!
galoshes??? I loved this peice.. the image of the leaf loosing it's grip and being bewildered!!! I can feel the bitof sadness I feel each fall when the lieaves are falling on the ground and the smell of winter is in the air... this is going into my favorites
Submission Name: Last Leaf Leaving
