Fallen Leaves Have No Winter Lair

I watch as roaring winds accost
withered leaves that would soon be lost.
Branches, once laden green, beware ~
November will strip your limbs bare.
Your clothes swept to the muck and mire,
raked onto their funeral pyre.

Wet from drizzling rain, they are tossed,
weeping, as if they had been glossed.
A windswept death does not seem fair.
It fills me with grief and despair.
I would raise them up high...higher,
each leaf escaping flames of fire.

No headstone with name 'Leaf' embossed,
etched with November's snow and frost.
Fallen leaves have no Winter lair,
no warm warren as does the hare.
If Nature could somehow transpire
to save them, 'twould be my desire.



November 29, 2020
William Kekaula's Lay November Contest
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Rodd Avatar
December 15, 2020 at 7:01 PM
Once in a while I will come across a poem that gives me shivers! Congrats! Here's one!!
Logan Avatar
January 1, 2021 at 4:43 AM
Oh, what a great compliment you've given this one. Thank you very much, Gayle.
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December 10, 2020 at 11:37 AM
This is a stunning poem!! The imagery is very rich, so well written:)
Logan Avatar
January 1, 2021 at 4:42 AM
Thank you very much, Carol.
Roper Avatar
December 4, 2020 at 8:54 PM
Congratulations on your winning placement. Hugs Eve
Logan Avatar
December 10, 2020 at 7:04 AM
Thank you very much, Eve.
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December 3, 2020 at 6:04 AM
Congrats on your winner. Good flow and rhyme..Sara
Logan Avatar
December 4, 2020 at 7:24 AM
Thank you, Sara
Koplin Avatar
December 3, 2020 at 4:33 AM
As with all things, I think beauty becomes more powerful with age. Great write
Logan Avatar
December 4, 2020 at 7:24 AM
I'm so appreciative of your comments, Mark. Thanks!
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
December 2, 2020 at 5:51 PM
Thank you for sharing a wondrous part of yourself, Jenna, my compliments on your honorable placement, Aloha! William
Logan Avatar
December 4, 2020 at 7:24 AM
Thanks so much for the honor, William.
Wolf Avatar
November 30, 2020 at 7:43 PM
You will be the 'Lady Who Rescues the Leaves!' Wonderful idea. The leaves truly do need a champion. Happiness and Light, Gershon
Logan Avatar
December 2, 2020 at 12:48 AM
If only I could. Their arrival in Spring is always a sign of hope. Thanks so much, Gershon.
Cunningham Avatar
November 29, 2020 at 9:00 AM
Such a shame when they fall leaving the trees with skeletal branches. But we look forward to spring when the trees are reborn. Good luck in the contest Jenna. Tom
Logan Avatar
November 29, 2020 at 12:45 PM
It truly is a sad ending to their beauty. Thank you, Tom.
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