December 5, 2024
~ Tenth Place ~ Premiere Contest: 2025 Poetry Marathon Mile 21 Sponsor: Mark Toney
The leaf came down it came down it came down from height of thinnest twig a fated swan a fated swan in youth she bloomed unfurled from sprig reborn in green esprit of Spring supple her strength to weather storms her skin bedewed despite the thirsty sun and anchored she sailed the winds until she let go she let go she let go in surrender to November a Fall star dimmed on season’s stage a fallen star in dizzy whimsy whirl ah… Autumn’s strawberry-blonde a flash of fame while colored flame but dead to a maple tree who needs her no longer to win aging’s game though she loses her dew she’s alive to herself as she muses with stream-song chanteuses she’s alive to herself while baring the bruises she chooses she’s alive to herself accepting her fate to crinkle and crepe she’s alive to herself — as I am a l i v e to myself
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