Ode To a Fallen Leaf
Image by: Kimberlee Baxter
The nonpareil of a a violin plays late into a golden era
its "An Autumnal Farewell, by Debussy"
With magnificent beauty in dazzling colors of dying
she spindles and pivots in outer space flaring her
senescent brittle frills into thin air *
Unmasking after a long summer dream she drops from a tree
prepared for the deep mulch, free falling
she is beckoned to the ground without making a sound
Transcending a seasonal time she lives within my memory
this little leaf that clung to my childhood sapling;
Oh I remember many many things, but what I recall the most
is the way she trembled, just before the big fall.
Written by: Mystic Rose
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