an absence but a year and a half
all is changed among these scattered
leaf poets friends long time left
several of my favourite leaves
from high esteemed tree top heights
seem to have fallen from tree
how leaf they are
how leaf fallen leaves are
scattered they are
wind scattered by the wind
was this the bitter winds
covid storms whipping branches
or just seasonal changes
so many leaves I knew leafed
wrote for but a year or two
will spring light birth new leaves
uncurling growing glorious
fresh green fills gap gaping spaces
past leaves fall left in season
their own autumn seasonal
fading light autumn end
time as in time all leaves
leave I also left then
but my close leaf friends
that whispered on line
to me in conversations
in times of our own choosing
have failed to return
have failed to time return
in new leaf
leaving a space
of bare branches
mourned
in my contemporary
evergreen mind
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem