Leaf No
Leaf No
When I was a seed,
all I needed was
some grounding.
But even rooted,
all I wanted was
to shoot.
When I shot up,
I seethed to leave
(not understanding what
the “F”–)
And climbed way out upon a limb
where swaying with each passing wind,
I fell to the ground again
(and here I am, and here I am).
Now, I’ve had some time to learn
more than I’d lief know
of what it means to be sown, oh yes,
and what it is to grow.
*********************
Yes, tired. Yes, eminently drafty. 14th poem for the month of April. Posted belated in Real Toads Open Platform, hosted by the wonderful Kerry O’Connor. This one influenced by a song she posted whose title is Seven Years.
Pic is mine taken this morning of Central Park, modified. Sorry if late returning comments; will be there!
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ManicDDaily 
April 13, 2016 at 7:38 am
Lots of word juggling and sword swallowing here, all of it a pleasure to watch. Your metaphor flows and grows like a grain field, and the last lines ring very true.
April 13, 2016 at 8:13 am
Such an excellent insightful write, K, beautifully expressed.
“I seethed to leave” the play on this made me smile. The trials of reaching that unholy grail called of adulthood. Even moreso than when I was but a sprout I find there are times I am still “(not understanding what
the “F”–)”
April 13, 2016 at 9:22 am
The growing and the falling… how much they are connected…what a wonderful piece.
April 13, 2016 at 9:41 am
I love your subtle use of pun and homophone (especially ‘lief’ tucked in there.). The presence of beautiful trees in the heart of a city is a very inspiring sight.
April 13, 2016 at 10:04 am
Thank you, Kerry–I meant the “what the F” to be a subtle joke on the idea of a plant leafing rather than leaving, but I doubt if that comes out! k.
April 13, 2016 at 10:35 am
This is wonderful… it’s so true, we are continuously re-sown, beginning again and again, growing into this life moment by moment.
April 13, 2016 at 2:18 pm
Clever, clever, clever!
April 14, 2016 at 1:41 am
I love that you used lief in this ~