Explaining to a Leaf (softly sad)

Free Verse

Explaining to a Leaf

~ loneliness ~

Winds stalk me,

leaves tremble at my approach …

they are frightened

of the cold that follows.

In hushed, rustling whispers,

as I pass, they ask,

“Why is it you are not afraid?”

Un-answering, my feet march on,

trodding on their fallen brethren,

lovers, sisters, and friends ...

why bother with answers.

Would they understand?

How do you explain to a shivering leaf

that the cold can’t be as bad

as waking up tomorrow,

finding it’s become

as lonely today as every day

is going to be,

what it’s like

finding the same empty bed,

with the same lone hair

stretched out across your pillow;

a single-stranded ghost,

the constant reminder

that all too often,

hearts,

like seasons …

share a kinship of change?

Author's Note

Picture. Compliments of Google images.

Please, feel free to offer constructive criticism and/or well-meant comments. : )

Reviews

[T.S. Ulmus]

Constructive criticism!? How could I possibly dare? This is a masterpiece. In my first read through this piece I was amazed at every turn. You strike me as a man that wouldn't appreciate pure fawning praise but I cannot come up with anything but praise. A master stroke of a true artist.

[Richard🖌]

Thank you most gratefully, Syr TS 🌿

I can conceive of nothing more graciously humbling or genuinely rewarding than to receive such appreciative sincerity, praise, and accolades for one of my earnest Free Verse pieces.
Coming from a fellow-poet so highly accomplished, admired, and respected, as yourself, I am amply assured my hopeful efforts have proven worthwhile.

Well, a little fawning never hurt a thing. ; )
Bountifully overjoyed … your grateful friend ⁓ Richard 🍃

[heith.ash]

I felt each and every emotion that the poem portrayed .it's so touching . And felt as if it was speaking my heart.

"Why bother with answers
Would they understand?"
This just touched my heart.How do you explain to a shivering leaf.... lonely as today everyday is going to be.
I just teared up there.
You really have way with words.
It's so beautiful.

[Richard🖌]

Hello, Heith 🌿
A most warming welcome to my pages, with a bright and happy welcome to The Café … I trust you are glad to be here, making new friends, many fans, and enjoying yourself.

The sincere touch of your words in review sweep through my senses in such a way I know we've connected on a truly meaningful level … what more gratification could a hopeful bard wish for than this?

You've quite a beautiful way with words, yourself. : )
Thank you ever-so warmly! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Kaede16]

This poem just made me sad. But a beautiful kind of sad. The one that comes with understanding and recognition that we might not be alone in our loneliness. You put into words what many of us feel in a way almost magical. Thank you for your art.

[Richard🖌]

Hi, Kaede 🌿
Welcome to my pages and to the Café … here's hoping you'll enjoy it here, make many friends, and attract many followers and fans.

Yes, this is a rather forlorn little piece that leaves even me feeling a bit wistful. But, to know you find it beautiful puts a big, warm smile right back on my lips.

Your words assure me we've connected and made me so happy I shared this one.
Big thank you hug! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Ardra]

I was walking and talking to the leaves as i read your words.... mmmm lonliness captured and potrayed...
Could feel the ache of lonliness in your words ..

[Richard🖌]

Hey, Ardra! : )
It is so nice to see you today … I am very happy you've chosen this rather poignant little homage to loneliness to read and comment on, and that you were able to connect so completely.

Big hug of thanks! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Kesch (Finding Julia)]

WOW! Tis' a very thought out piece and written so well. Bravo!

[Richard🖌]

Thank you, Kescha : )
Your lovely words and praise are what keeps an olde bard's pen filled and ready to write and please.

Bless you your gratifying generosity! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[John the Baptist]

A very poignant look at loneliness here. The first two verses could be a metaphor for death itself, with the leaves symbolizing humanity. The rest of the poem depicts the very human feeling of one who has lost someone dear and is continually reminded of the fact by ordinarily unnoticed things such as single strands of hair on a pillow. This is a beautiful work, a searing comment on the human condition. Coming to terms with it is the work of a lifetime. Well done.

[Richard🖌]

Thank you sincerely, John, for selecting one of my rather forlornly yearning little pieces to read and comment on.
I find your take on it both interestingly imaginative, and insightful to the poem's core essence.
Your praise and expressions of understanding are the kind of encouraging gratification an olde bard shares his humble efforts in hopes of receiving.

Your gracious review is gratefully received, Dear Fellow Poet! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Vin]

This is ful of life! I mean apart from the words, and the emotions- There's something that stirs. You have a way of connecting!

[Richard🖌]

Thank you most gratefully, Vin : )
Your decision to select one of my humble little verses to read, comment on, and compliment is truly as fulfilling as an aspiring poet could wish.

Your words are most gracious and inspiring.
Bless you sincerely, Sir Poet! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Cherrie Palmer]

... the kinship of change...
Man I still love that line.

[Richard🖌]

Ah, Dear Cherrie 🎶
I love it that you're still reading this gently moving little verse in homage to loneliness.

For what higher compliment and gratification could a hopeful bard wish, from such a lovely poetess! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Beccy]

Have read this several times now. Each time I draw from it's well of understanding.

Beccy.

[Richard🖌]

Hi, Dear Beccy : )
I'm so very happy you chose this poignant little Free Verse to read and reread a time or two, drawing more from its essence each time.
You must have found suitable favour in it to do that … and, how gratifying that is for me to know; especially, by one I hold in such esteem.

Thank you, Beccy, ever-so gratefully! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Beccy]

I cannot adequately explain why I come back to a poem; and it seems to matter not whether it is a few simple lines, or a long, intricately woven classic ode. But then, if I could explain the attraction, I would be in possession of the Holy Grail. :))

[Richard🖌]

Ever-so humbly ⁓ yours.