Treasure Island

Diana van den Berg

(4 November 1945 / Durban, South Africa)

A Branch Shook


A branch shook.
A leaf detached itself
and fell
on to my verandah in the sunlight.
A bird had taken flight
from a height
above the eaves
and out of sight.
I wondered what bird it was.
I wondered.
I still don’t know.

(August 1998)

Submitted: Sunday, March 22, 2009

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  • Henry Brown (7/12/2009 9:41:00 AM)

    Dianne Although this poem was written over 10 years ago it flows very well. I will look at some of your new work and vote and comment (Report) Reply

  • Alison Cassidy (3/28/2009 2:28:00 AM)

    What can I say? You take a tiny moment in time and capture it for ever with eloquence and a soft brush. The reader can see the poet's eyes shining behind her words. A sheer delight. Love, Alison ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

  • Sandra Fowler (3/22/2009 9:21:00 PM)

    Good-bye captured in the fallen leaf and the flight of that unknown bird.,
    But the sun never stopped shining. Lovely write.

    Warmest regards,

    Sandra (Report) Reply

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