New Leaves.

 

 

 

New Leaves.

 

All
old leaves
grow mouldy,
buds feel cold from
clinging while loaded
in uncontrolled broken
resolve to remain unrolled.
Most leaves
wish to descend
and intend up-ending
steely grasp they suspend,
worn leaves need re-tending
not mending when old year ends.
Worn leaves
after stem- turning,
from an anchorage burst,
then after reddening they spurn
branch attraction, freedom earned
they become torn and fall as they twirl.
New leaves
can now safely
be replaced, newly made
renovations, stations up-dated,
overpainted, greens freshly rated,
another season's verdance in waiting.
May
next
year
give
you
dear
poet-friends
extra inspiration as like me, you face
turning over unwritten paper
and making some meant resolutions.
HAPPY NEW YEAR YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE.

 

Reviews

[Robert Trakofler]

I won't bereave the loss of leaves
I'll blame it on the sunlight thieves
returned to earth tho they did fall
I do not look with losses pall
for in the soil they will restore
and help the tree to bloom once more:)
All lovely dear Fay... I wish you the best of the new year to come and your blooms aplenty

[Fay Slimm]

Your cleverly rhymed review of New Leaves has made my day with a big smile --
- thanking you muchly for the visit and wishes dear bunny --- from Fay

[Neville]

You just put a whole new meaning to the term Freshly Spruced up Fay... Happy New Year..

Neville

[Fay Slimm]

Ha - -glad the tree-shape gave you a smile Nev and kind N.Y. wishes received with a big thank you.

[emmajoy]

What a precious gift you've left for cafe m embers to read... thank you so much. Your skill and artistry is truly special, the format precisely yet almost theatrically created.!

[Fay Slimm]

Humblest of thanks for this encouraging review emma - - so so pleased you enjoyed the read.