Changes, leaves

Gold cherry

By queen beatle

Wed, 13 Nov 2024
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On the bright side of midnight

a chill breeze beckons from

the autumn of your eyes

as the leaves change.

 

True, I could bury into you

neighbour the residents of

your garden soil and house

myself in your soft tissue, but

 

from your galled stump gash

my sapling surges up, dreaming

already of the crown shyness

intertwining all of us, and

 

I float to the hill's brow at

the neap tide peak and

turn to make my waves

lap away my way back.

 

The hours are golden, and

thoughts like these burn fast

and again, and again, and—

as the leaves change.

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Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I think this is one of your very best queen - thank you

 

Submitted by queen beatle on

Thank you, kind words indeed!

 

Submitted by a102866 on

I liked the contrasts in the poem. Also, as you probably know from my poems, I like verse that evolves from one time frame or period to the next. The leaf cycle parodies our moods and emotions. Thanks for capturing that essence in your poem. Have a verry cherry day!

Submitted by queen beatle on

Change and impermanence are the only certainties. Glad you liked the poem!

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

What a wonderful picture of Autumn Morwenna! there is something deeper to "as the leaves change, "Changes leaves" and the endless circles of nature.

Your poetry I find academic, but at the same time flowing and clear, I really enjoy your work.

Good! Tom

 

Submitted by queen beatle on

Thanks Tom! Maybe slightly cliched to draw inspiration from leaves during autumn, but they always catch my eye.

 

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