The Scent of Water- a Tercet
One leaf left on tree
No undue unhappiness
Always in great spree
One leaf left on tree
All by itself in the airiness
Feels never lonely or retiree
One leaf left on tree
It spends itself as it sways
Breathing with utmost glee
Last leaf not the end ever
As its time comes, collapses
New buds sprout by the scent of water
The poem is in the form Tercet (Three lines Rhyme scheme aba, cbc,dbd, ebe). The form is not available on PS so I have posted it under rhyme.
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July 17, 2014
Theme: Renewal
Form: Tercet
Contest: The Scent of Water by Faye Gibson
**The poem is based on the real scene I saw two days back from my window.
I have taken some snaps and small video. I remembered the story The last
Leaf by O Henry and was inspired to write there and then.
*** Inspired by O Henry's short story The Last Leaf **
Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2014
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