Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

The leaf

I saw a leaf today
in the up-draft -- 
one last dance
and lift before
the Fall Finale;

crisping and fading,
flaking...but only an
illusion of death, for we
know the chemistry, and
the majesty of seasons -- 

thinking of our shared
love, the years of affection
ever greater...would be
an unforgivable pity
if heaven
were the only
contrary….

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Mystic Rose Rose November 10, 2023 at 6:23 PM she a lovely personified leaf, you sure know how to draw us into your magical realm, Joseph P. DiMino November 11, 2023 at 5:44 AM A lovely leaf indeed -- so wonderfully magically transcending! Thank you, Vie. Have a beautiful weekend.

Eve Roper November 10, 2023 at 1:17 PM Enjoyed every word, Joe. The changing seasons, have made the leaves fall, But anxious for the new season. Blessings, Friend. Joseph P. DiMino November 10, 2023 at 3:26 PM I definitely feel that us and the seasons are spiritually entwined. Blessings my friend.

Anne-Lise Andresen November 10, 2023 at 11:34 AM - You're right about that... - The last part of autumn sings of death and decay... a sad season ... great written, Joe - hugs Joseph P. DiMino November 10, 2023 at 12:18 PM Thank you, Anne; and we feel our seasons, wear them like a second skin. Blessings my friend.