Alison Cassidy

Rookie (6th August,1945 / Melbourne, Australia)

! ! ! The Dead Leaf - Poem by Alison Cassidy

I saw it at first light,
suspended above the road -
brown and mottled
and slowly turning.

I fancied a puppeteer
with white gloved hand,
might be holding it
by an invisible thread.

Or perhaps a wily spider,
crouching high
on the branch above,
was using it as bait.

I blew on it gently,
as if it were a candle
and it spun -
like a sugar plum fairy.

I suppose
a careless car
will drive by later
and break the spell.

Comments about ! ! ! The Dead Leaf by Alison Cassidy

  • William F Dougherty (4/24/2012 1:31:00 PM)

    Revenant returns to site and recognizes name and yeoman work from some years ago. (Report) Reply

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  • (4/19/2012 3:26:00 AM)

    An enduring snapshot underpinned by a rich metaphor that eloquently captures something so many of us see but never truly notice...simply lovely.... (Report) Reply

  • (7/18/2010 8:47:00 AM)

    Nature speaks so eloquently in her quiet modest moments and you are on the scene to observe and articulate the human subscript for us to savor. (Report) Reply

  • Naseer Ahmed Nasir (2/3/2010 9:15:00 AM)

    The dead leaf would have been broken until now but you have made it alive forever. You seem to be a modern philosopher who thinks about the tiny minute things for greater observations and poetic conclusions. It's a nice poem, Alison, even symbolically and made me think for some time. Thanks for sharing. Regards.

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  • Indira Renganathan (1/31/2010 6:58:00 AM)

    This wonderful write kindles in the reader's heart much concern for the dead leaf....thank you for this nice poem (Report) Reply

  • (1/1/2010 5:58:00 PM)

    u've frozen it for etrnity. not even a proclaimer can break its spell! (Report) Reply

  • (12/30/2009 3:55:00 PM)

    The dead hanging in the fine thread of rememberance from those still alive. (Report) Reply

  • Meggie Gultiano (12/25/2009 6:05:00 PM)

    I suppose
    a careless car
    will drive by later
    and break the spell.
    Ohhh, should have pick it up and hide it. once again, this piece is very rich in imagery.and once agin, you are very observant even in little things.I love this
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  • Andrew Blakemore (12/25/2009 6:01:00 PM)

    I loved this one Alison, beautifully described. I had a leaf in the back garden a few weeks ago that was suspended by a spider's thread, It was spinning around on the breeze for days before the thread broke. Excellent piece as always. Love, Andrew xx (Report) Reply

  • (12/23/2009 9:07:00 PM)

    This fragile leaf continues to exist in
    the stanzas of your evocative poem.
    This one touches the soul, Alison.

    Love and blessings to you,

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  • (12/22/2009 3:39:00 PM)

    Well written sweetheart, really enjoyed it. Love, Jez (Report) Reply

  • (12/20/2009 9:21:00 PM)

    How sad the drivers' brutality and they never keep an eye at the stray leaves?
    A sad and a beautiful painting.
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  • (12/20/2009 3:21:00 PM)

    Allie, your imagery as always wonderful and gives an excellent visual of the dead leaf dangling there swirling around. Top marks and thanks for sharing it with us my friend.
    Hugs David
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  • (12/20/2009 7:09:00 AM)

    ... Beautiful so, Alison 10...
    Best wishes,
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  • Sandra Martyres (12/20/2009 6:56:00 AM)

    You sure made a dead leaf come alive with your exquisite poetic imagery...just Sandra (Report) Reply

  • (12/20/2009 6:12:00 AM)

    This is Allie at her richest.............. not a beat missed and nothing dead about it.. hugs within the aroha, Deana (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 20, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, December 20, 2009

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