Final Fluttering Leaf

Final Fluttering Leaf

A Poem by barleygirl
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seasons changing . . .

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February sparks anticipation
each new sprout a hopeful validation
catapult ahead with winter behind
chase a final fluttering leaf entwined
encouraged by the babbling brook’s bubbles
soon I lose track of previous troubles.

Foamy boulders my golden leaf skirting
like tawny locks and amber eyes flirting
sliding gracefully along the contours
reminiscent of your shy overtures
buoyant memories are strangled by a troll
romping mesmerized into a dark hole.

I scramble to find my fluttering leaf
but winter consumes old hopes like a thief
no more comfortable leaves for me to chase
seasonal losses compel me to face
compulsory change like a caterpillar
time to release smothering familiar.

Coming of spring is lonely as can be
bound to stop missing all those who left me
finally the sun melts a big breakthrough
try to embrace all that’s startlingly new
now I see my way clearly to summer
pursuing a very different drummer.

© 2017 barleygirl


Author's Note

barleygirl
Springtime always brings the option of a new beginning . . .

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dearest Margie... just survived a death-defying ride
in a rain storm in early January... even snow falling would be a blessing
with better footing. Now I will plant pansies that will survive snow
and winds where love abides. February red roses will arrive in
boxes with ribbons and Valentine words. And then March will bring
Irish blessings and such... so we are on our way to buds of new
beginnings where Gladiolus reach up to the sky and Summertime is
best with cool lemons and sugar. truly, Pat

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1 Month Ago

For one month I've been buried in the task of writing a book (230 pgs!) I've almost forgotten to sto.. read more



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So magical are fluttering of the heart...
Good Luck with your Book... truly, Pat

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barleygirl

1 Month Ago

Last winter, when it was 45* inside, I was miserable. This winter, it's gotten down to 40* inside & .. read more
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Gee
For years my old mum resembled the last leaf, desperately clinging on but slowly, surely losing her grip, until...
Beautifully put together, got me to thinkin'
Good morning Margie, hope you are well

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barleygirl

1 Month Ago

I love that you pulled out this old one of mine & gave it new meaning, relating it to your own proce.. read more
Gee

1 Month Ago

My pleasure.
Good luck with the ongoing book :))
dearest Margie... just survived a death-defying ride
in a rain storm in early January... even snow falling would be a blessing
with better footing. Now I will plant pansies that will survive snow
and winds where love abides. February red roses will arrive in
boxes with ribbons and Valentine words. And then March will bring
Irish blessings and such... so we are on our way to buds of new
beginnings where Gladiolus reach up to the sky and Summertime is
best with cool lemons and sugar. truly, Pat

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

1 Month Ago

For one month I've been buried in the task of writing a book (230 pgs!) I've almost forgotten to sto.. read more
Really powerful imagery of the season! Well done.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

2 Years Ago

Your enthusiasm is much-appreciated! (((HUGS)))
I love the Spring too.
"Coming of spring is lonely as can be
bound to stop missing all those who left me
finally the sun melts a big breakthrough
try to embrace all that’s startlingly new
now I see my way clearly to summer
pursuing a very different drummer."
I understand the above lines. The kids love the Spring. Can run and play outside. Thank you dear friend for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

2 Years Ago

Since we got 40" of rain this winter (Big Sur, just over the hill on the ocean side, got 90"! . . . .. read more
Coyote Poetry

2 Years Ago

A little warmer here in Michigan. The sixties.
As a fellow lover of spring and summer and everything that they bring, I love this poem. And it is so whimsical and fun. Your writing is very refreshing. I really enjoyed this!

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

2 Years Ago

I haven't been in the "writing mode" for a few months & your encouraging review has helped inspire m.. read more
MaryKC

2 Years Ago

You are so welcome! Glad it helped.
As a kid, I remember how springtime promised something else that was awesomely thrilling--the coming of school's end. When I was young and healthy, winter didn't slow me down a bit, but now I want to be like a bear and hibernate. Hopefully, your world is now ablaze with color.

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barleygirl

2 Years Ago

Thanks so much for stopping by & sorry I haven't been on this website lately to acknowledge it. Usua.. read more
I hold out for the Spring, such a time of promise and as you say new beginnings :) A chance to stretch the limbs again as Mother Nature awakens :) Beautiful x

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barleygirl

2 Years Ago

Thank you for reading & sharing. I've been very much enjoying our unusually wet season, which is oft.. read more

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