A Solitary Wayward Leaf

A Solitary Wayward Leaf

A Poem by Chris Shaw

A leaf in happy morning mood
kept active by a wilful gust
that saw it cartwheel quick, quick, slow.,
which knocked the winter rust off me.
My toes felt lifted, so inspired
I gathered pace and took a chance.
I chased it down a country lane
to join it in its crazy dance.

© 2020 Chris Shaw


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i love this...the willingness to run with abandon in life...to take risks. the wind being a whim...
and i found it interesting that in reading the first few lines i not only envisioned, but hoped for the ending...that the speaker would be dancing with the leaf...
what great partners they make.
j.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thanks Jacob. Such fun to watch a scuttling leaf tumble down the lane. Even more fun joining in jts .. read more



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For the sake of simplicity I would get rid of the 'a' from the third and second to last line and the 'it' from the last line.
to read....
"I gathered pace and took chance.
I chased it down country lane
to join in its crazy dance."

This is very good work regardless.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Davidgeo

4 Years Ago

Ugh. Usually I'd just attribute that to fair criticism of my review. But I know who you are and I .. read more
Davidgeo

4 Years Ago

(carola, dumb a*s, I bet you forgot to log out and use one of your other accounts for this... hahaha.. read more
Carola

4 Years Ago

you certainly do not know me as i don't you & nor do i want to.
you sure make a lot of assum.. read more
Yes, winter does often get us into a condition like rust. It's like we are corroded by inaction, cold and gray skies. Sometimes something unexpected can serve to jolt us out of that freeze. If it's just a little, windswept leaf, so what? It worked.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

A little light relief on a winter day, when spring seems so far away. Thank you John for your valued.. read more
So much beauty elegance
and childlike innocence in
this piece as we dance with
the leaves on the winds
Currents.

A leaf in happy morning mood
kept active by a wilful gust
that saw it cartwheel quick, quick, slow.,

Very sweet
Childlike ink 😊💛


Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Benita, my inner child had come out to play. Thank you for finding her.

Chris
Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet

4 Years Ago

Thank You for sharing
I really enjoyed reading
this 😊💛
LOL my mind wants to chase that leaf but my feet won't let me:) but i did enjoy watching you chase it dear Chris I once watched a bread bag get lifted into the air and do this lovely stop and start dance and was mesmerized by it it looked like ghost were playing with it

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Bunny. The number of times I have watched plastic bags caught in brambles tattered and tor.. read more
I liked the light-heartedness of this poem; it flows well and the reader gets the point quickly. I can see the leaf skipping down the lane and a person, perhaps a child, running after it. Nice write!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

I really appreciate you checking in Betty and leaving me this lovely review. Have a great day.
.. read more
Betty Hermelee

4 Years Ago

Of course, you too!
Chris, I needed this poem this morning. Winter has grinded me down, and just thinking of that image lifted my spirit. The sun's up and I'll look for that fallen leaf doing cartwheels down the road.

This poem is a good example how nature offers a different and often refreshing perspective. The goodness of life is truly found in the simple things, especially in nature.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Robert. Pleased this lightened your morning. I know what you mean by the grind of winter. .. read more
R.E. Ray

4 Years Ago

You're welcome, Chris. Prayers and good thoughts for better weather all around.
Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you for those wishes. Much appreciated.
Reminded me of the "plastic bag in the wind" scene from American beauty. It's fascinating how our minds can find beauty even in the slightest, most mundane things when we pay close attention.
When we are younger, the world is much brighter, and anything can be considered magic.
But as we age, we begin taking the ordinary things for granted, and our visions dampen, but there are always moments that awaken the little kids within us, compelling us to throw caution to the winds, and chase down leaves with reckless abandon.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you MFD. Always important we never lose sight of that inner child. Really appreciate this revi.. read more
You make me wish I was a leaf!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Lea. I appreciate you checking in. A leaf can have such fun :)

Chris
Lea Sheryn

4 Years Ago

You're welcome. Leaves can provide a lot of fun!
dancing with the
wayward leaf to
the rhythm of nature in
all its glory ..twirling about
sounds like fun; such
a happy carefree delight..
nicely penned poem


Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Fran Marie. That's the inner child coming out to play. So grateful for her. All good wishe.. read more
I remember a few times as a kid when I had chased a runaway leaf, at other times a rabbit on the loose in a garden. This is really good. The feeling comes through.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Pestonlee. Pleased this little poem brought some memories and feelings back from your chil.. read more
AJNJ

4 Years Ago

I appreciate beautiful poems .

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Added on February 14, 2020
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Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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