leaves ( 20160829)

Posted on August 29, 2016August 29, 2016 by crow

trees shaken by breezes
in summer when shadows
are crisp
in fall
when clouds hide
our other selves

books opened
favored passages
corners dog-eared

your love
in spring when belief
is easy
in winter when the leaves
are moldy memories stuck
to shoes

——

for dVerse ~ Poets Pub
Quadrille #15: Leaves

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23 thoughts on “leaves ( 20160829)”

Björn Rudberg (brudberg) August 29, 20168:36 pm

I do love those favorite books… Yes that’s autumn.
petrujviljoen August 29, 201610:47 pm

Loved the rhythm in this.
1. Crow August 30, 20165:01 am
  
  Thank you!
kim881 August 29, 201611:17 pm

Great last lines. 🙂
1. Crow August 30, 20165:02 am
  
  Thank you very much!
Anita Lubesh August 30, 20162:32 am

This was great…in summer when shadows
are crisp

Lovely verse.
1. Crow August 30, 20165:03 am
  
  I’m glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for stopping by.
  1. Anita Lubesh August 30, 20165:03 am
    
    My pleasure.
Rosemary Nissen-Wade August 30, 20162:57 am

Leaves for every season! Beautifully described.
1. Crow August 30, 20165:03 am
  
  Thank you!
whimsygizmo August 30, 20166:01 am

I LOVE “memories stuck to shoes.”
At first I read it “memories stuck in shoes,” which I also love. I am not fond of anything but flip flops, and a few weeks of winter here in Southern Nevada require real shoes. I always feel “stuck” with them. 😉
1. Crow August 30, 20166:55 am
  
  Thanks so much. And thanks again for the prompt!
Sanaa Rizvi (@rizvi_sanaa) August 30, 20161:17 pm

Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous !! ❤
1. Crow August 30, 20161:17 pm
  
  Thank you so much!
katiemiafrederick August 30, 20161:21 pm

And poeTry
keeps
thE
leaves
reNeWed..:)
merrildsmith August 31, 20162:17 am

Love the different types of leaves.

“moldy memories stuck to shoes” is a great line!
1. Crow August 31, 20165:01 am
  
  Thank you!
Poet Rummager August 31, 20169:44 am

Your poem has a bit of Walt Whitman swinging there in those glorious leaves. The flow here is melodic and draws me in. Superb!
1. Crow August 31, 20169:45 am
  
  Thank so much. I love Walt Whitman.
Mish August 31, 20163:27 pm

I was so intrigued by the clouds hiding our other selves and the way you have woven all of the seasons into your poem is lovely.
1. Crow August 31, 20163:33 pm
  
  Thank you very much!
sheldonk2014 September 18, 201612:55 pm

I love that last line
1. crow September 18, 20161:01 pm
  
  Mine too. I kind of wrote the whole poem around it.

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