I Am Coming, I Am Leaving. Poem by Lazarus Knix
I Am Coming, I Am Leaving.
I sit on a bench
And gaze towards the
Sea of dagger-sticks.
I am observing a winter
Leaf clinging to a tree-limb,
Alone, had the frost not taken him?
My eyes catch a hidden pine cone
Resting in the leaves-
He and I have things in common.
I am staring towards the sun
He signs “farewell” in orange mist-
It is dark now, I must go home.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: farewell,staring
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8/29/2026 3:07:45 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
I really like this observational piece. 'My eyes catch a hidden pine cone resting in the leaves'...I'm right there with you. Wow, you're off to a great start!