Thursday, May 18, 2006

May Leaves

I feel the tension fading steadily.
And the sadness sets in like a curled
Leaf resting on my cheek. I twirl
It from the stem and pray for trees.
Make them dance for me –
Let it rain leaves.
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2 comments:

  1. Anonymous21/5/06 15:04

    I like your poem, you're a regular Wallace Stevens. You should try reading his poem, "Of Mere Being." I think you'll like it a lot.

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  2. Maritza23/5/06 15:19

    nice

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