Sonny Rainshine Poems
|481.||An Oak's Progress||5/8/2006|
|482.||After The Rain||4/16/2006|
|483.||Haiku: Hail Storm||5/14/2006|
|485.||Apology For Poetry||5/22/2006|
|486.||1 Is Easy||5/16/2007|
|488.||A Leaf Refuses To Fall||9/21/2007|
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A Leaf Refuses To Fall
The leaves don’t let go
that easily either. It takes a bluster,
a filabuster of north wind,
and the wasp-sting of the first
chill of late September
to tear them off the page
Persuasion doesn’t do it.
Sometimes in the middle of winter,
(the DEAD of winter, as they say)
you might see one shriveled
oakleaf, dangling from a frozen
filament of stem,
Nothing likes to end;
the October wind invites
the leaf to tango in the frosty air.
A shy curtsey, a twirling turn,
a pirouette, then the dance
Finding What We Lost
Where do you keep your joy?
Did you install it
in a strongbox or tuck it
in your wallet?
Have you given all your zest away—
Get it back!
It’s not something to sell
or to toss in a sack.
You say the travails of life
have snatched it away.
Relocate it. Take it back;
redeem it today.