Friday, February 04, 2011

Winter Leaves

Not playful, nor baleful . . .
only searching frosted ground.
Brailing forward, pausing softly,
briefly shifting, moving toward . .

destinations far from treetops
destinations far from home,
resting finally among the others
whose traveling days are done.



June said...

"Brailing forward"

threecollie said...

Well done!

Cathy said...


It's lovely to know that a turn of phrase, a pairing of words, may have resonated with another.

Thank you so much for saying so.

Hey Marianne,

Thank you! I keep trying. It beats shoveling snow :0)

Anonymous said...

some misspelled words and in stead of wandering days i would've put growing days are over. overall i like this poem.

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