A Falling Leaf Poem by Ben Gieske

A Falling Leaf

Rating: 3.7


In the multitude
between the cacophonies
of the world’s moods

there free falls
from a maple tree
with waving witnesses

a solitary leaf
the only from the
many arms of this
aging forest amazon

an appendage dropping,
descending, drifting,
sailing downward

from its height
to an umbrageous world
below ––––

a solo flight
its last and only journey
with earth’s gravity
to a mossy couch
below ––––

to be transfigured
into elemental structures
in mother nature’s
compost factory

architectured to be hoisted upward
through subterranean corridors
then erected in budded form

into a newly-Easter
arboreal quilted aparison

to awaken with the
luminescence of a
rousing sun

to flutter with the melodic
breezes of spring airs

to hear the distant
drumming of an on-marching storm

to pitter and patter
with dripping drops of rain

to once again be a leaf ––
one with the fingernails of a tree.

October 14,2006


Simply excellent Ben, you are posessed with a marvalous facility of employing words.

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Sarwar Chowdhury 25 November 2008

Ammmmmazing imagery! Eloquent.....................10++++

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Min Sia 28 November 2008

Very poetic..fine imagery! I like the concept and how it is narrated! Words neatly selected... Truly a piece of art!

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Fred Babbin 05 December 2008

Such a lovely picture painted with words.

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Meggie Gultiano 21 December 2008

a great write and great imagery..Nice description from old to a new life. I love this line very much...'to pitter and patter with dripping drops of rain'..i remember my younger days, enjoying the splatter of rain.Thank you so much Ben for this wonderful treat.Love this

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Pam lutwyche 23 September 2020

Wow, you have wrote a brilliant poem. The circle of life going on and on.

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Patti Masterman 22 July 2009

Wow, great writing. The 'cacophonies of the world’s moods' has got to be my favorite phrase for the month. I have to take momentous poems a phrase at a time or I might just get lost..(not a bad thing either, in a poem like this one)

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Duncan Wyllie 18 July 2009

Born again, a similar leaf, but born from the same life -blood and yet re-formed into something once again , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , BEAUTIFUL * Excellent poem ...............................Take care ..............................................Love duncan X

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Sameer Ahmed 28 June 2009

A very beautiful imagery has been portrayed conveying many different themes. It can be considered as an aging process as far as humans are concerned with the elders passing away with new generations in line to make this world more fertile. Then if one considers the exact word to word meaning of the poem, it can also be conceived as it is a true phenomenon that olden leaves fall and they become the part of soil making it more fertile like humus and that serves as a good nourishment for the new plants. Then if we consider it as a human race then it is again a reality that old people they always leave behind a baseline for the young seedlings so that they start their struggle from the point left by their elders... A very inspirational poem with several meanings.............

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Carol Gall 14 May 2009

you write with pasion and descriptions one can see 10

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