Rejection

Leaves slippery here
I will watch my footstep then 
In their dance invite

I will not turn gold
For brown will come, old in cold
Ungrateful breezes

Manners of the young
Left much to desire today
Casting leaves to rot

Like values in trash
Thrown away. I am careful
Dancing in the wind.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Falotico Avatar
November 21, 2010 at 7:10 AM
Don't know how I missed this gem my poet friend...Excellent.....Happy Thanksgiving to you brother also....Michael
Devonshire Avatar
November 19, 2010 at 8:49 PM
Quite creative thoughts about getting older. Our elderly should be revered, but they get little respect from today's youth, my friend. As the years pass, I find myself "dancing in the wind" hoping I will not be struck by "ungrateful breezes. You rock! Love, Carolyn
Mehta Avatar
November 19, 2010 at 1:30 PM
Quite meaningful write on the stages of life, L"nass. Thanks for stopping by poems and your comments,
Nutter Avatar
November 19, 2010 at 12:21 PM
You have magic in your pen. The ability to create such a vivd fall scene in so few lines. Excellent piece.
Neels Avatar
November 19, 2010 at 11:10 AM
Another gem, you have a magical way of bringing your message across.. Hope your weekend will be a good one ~ Wilma
Palli Avatar
November 19, 2010 at 10:55 AM
great write! So profound
Dietrich Avatar
November 19, 2010 at 8:51 AM
oooh, very deep, L'nass. I feel that you are using the image from that poem I love so much (can't recall its name or author right now, but it was used in the novel "The Outsiders") I feel this too, that BROWN is all that is coming. Nothing gold can stay? Is that the line? YOu said in one of your comments you wanted to "grow up and write funny" like me. Hmmm, I think you were being sarcastic, right? You can't be young and write like this!
Richards Avatar
November 19, 2010 at 8:32 AM
Sadly beautiful are these words of casting off the treasures of age...I have had a similar poem posted recently...it must be fact of growing older that puts these words into our pens. However, no one can express with the same quality as you, my friend.
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