Posted tagged ‘Oops re leaving poem’

Leaf No

April 13, 2016

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.

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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!