Month: September 2015
Unleafed
Source: Unleafed
Unleafed
The sky fills with leaves,
Not rain.
Darkness sails on the wings of clouds,
Settles between the charcoaled outline of trees.
the leaves are falling
So many of them,
Their bodies floating
And drifting
Slowly.
It is though they hang in air
For many moments
Before they make their slow
Descent.
-One tree shed its leaves a long time ago.
Its skeleton
Stark
Stretched out
Toward the sky.
The leaves that once hung on this tree
Have somehow turned into crows
-their sleek black silhouettes
No longer perched along
The brittle bones of the tree
But dispersed in the air
Between its branches,
earth and sky.
J. Hamilton