In the deep fall
don’t you imagine the leaves think how
comfortable it would be to touch
the earth instead of
the emptiness of air and the endless
freshets of wind?
Mary Oliver
Song for Autumn
earthbound, today
like leaves
slumbering on earth’s sweet body
protected from buffets
of unrelenting winds
I find my center
in the warmth of your embrace
listen to the pounding
of your heart
you hold me close
in the freshness
of early autumn air
and I surrender
Photo: Victoria Slotto
Today, Dee invites us to consider the nearing approach of autumn by writing a Quadrille using the word LEAVES. A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, no more, no less, exclusive of the title. Should you like to join in, head on over to dVerse Poets.
Victoria C. Slotto, Author 