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.
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5 comments:
"Brailing forward"
Wonderful!
Well done!
June,
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)
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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