Flight Of A Leaf

Flight Of A Leaf

A Poem by Gary McDonald
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I really don't know what to say about this one, it's not my usual style and I have no idea where it came from, but it's a poem.

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Atop the meadow's tree of grandest oak
is the leaf of which my heart doth spoke
that alters its face in seasons lost to past
before times sheathed blade wields at the branch
to free that which beauty could not hold
nor the storms of Heaven's tide may fold
weathered such is this fair leaf, so brave
to keep its shape and never lose its shade
a shade that reflects from flight to Earth
mere flight that carries from days birth
to end upon the shadow of a crescent moon
and rest in slumber of midnight's gentle tune
this simple yet perfect truth at last is clear
for this leaf is not a leaf, but you, my dear.

© 2010 Gary McDonald




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This is beautiful .. traditional in form and phrase, a tribute to your love .. meter so good and a sigh of an ending.

I particularly like the lines ' .. before times sheathed blade wields at the branch to free that which beauty could not hold .. '

There's something special here - timelessness perhaps. Great post, thank you for sharing.

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Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Gary what I admire here is your personification of this leaf....within the cosmos. There exists a pleasant (almost therapeutic) intertwining between the "personifed leaf" and the cosmos. The ending simply 'blows the mind'

Vincent

Posted 14 Years Ago


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I am so glad I found this one...not overly complicated in theme, but expounded upon with such care, showing you care...couplets can be deadly, these live

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It creates a beautiful picture. Love your descriptive words. :]

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Astounding use of words to bring such intensely beautiful picture of nature at it's finest.

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This is an amazingly inspired write Gary. Truly beautiful read...

"a shade that reflects from flight to Earth
mere flight that carries from days birth
to end upon the shadow of a crescent moon
and rest in slumber of midnight's gentle tune"

Just lovely!

Helena

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Just done my english literature exam on Hardy, (though I could forget about Hardy after intensively studying his poetry!!) this reminds me of his themes and messages. The way in which it's written reminded me of his poetry, and the use of nature. Nice read.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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you have a guilded gift with words

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is so wonderful I really enjoyed this one. I love how you started this write out powerful opening lines.

Posted 14 Years Ago


very nice. reminds me somewhat of frost. thanks for sharing.

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"A nicely flowing poem with lots great of imagery and amazing metaphor. One this that sort of threw me off a bit was the use of the word "doth". 'Doth' is an archaic, singular form, of the PRESENT tense of 'do'. Did you mean to put 'hath' spoke? Since 'doth' is the only archaic world you used, would 'HAS' be a better choice?

Other than that little glitch, this is a wonderful write.

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Crawley, West-Sussex, United Kingdom



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Do not love for the love of another, nor seek the sights already sought, live for the lives of the many, and your days will in time be taught. Gary I'll be swinging in from time to time, but.. more..

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