This time the prompt is to write about renewal.I have stayed too long up here
swaying softly in sweet scented zephyr.
sensing the movement of sap
in my lucid veins
my alteration to crimson, ginger and russet,
the vibrant emerald of my youth waning.
I enjoyed the freedom of sway,
suppleness for a time,
the buzzing of bees,
the smell of my blossom cousins,
wonder of fruit laden trees
bent double with the bounty.
however, one has to move on.
sap has frozen in my veins
thoughts of softly drifting down
and touching the earth below me -
only seen till date but never felt -
brings peace to my mind.
letting loose my grip
I slowly make myself glide to lie
silently with my older sisters,
feeling the tender prod of worms
I toss back into earth, dreaming again
of budding blossoms in the spring.
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Get yourself renewed here...
sadly yet beautifully true... a circle of life and death... very well done....
ReplyDeleteBeautiful look at pondering leaves as they embark on their graceful fall.
ReplyDeleteI can relate to the first line too well. There have been times when I've tried to defy the cyclical nature of life for a few moments of staying behind just a little longer.
Wonderful poem!
Now this is one of your most beautiful posts, thanks for sharing...
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"the vribrant emirald of my youth"
ReplyDeleteThat is so beautiful. Excellent post. I love it.
Oh so beautifully put!
ReplyDeleteHi Gautami! This is so beautiful and lyrical -- I really LOVE this. It's so connected to the earth and the cycle of life and death. Outstanding!
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Yep this is outstanding. It's written in such a graceful, soulful way, I loved it.
ReplyDeleteSpeaks of the returning that every living thing must face. The first stanza is so vivid.
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xo
What a lovely voice you've given these leaves...
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ReplyDelete(no need for you to turn over a new leaf - you're doing just fine) :)
cheers
So gracefully written, this tale of the leaf, and so poignant as well. It really touched my heart.
ReplyDeleteI like how you describe the point of view of the part of the tree. It could be fruit, it could be a leaf. The reader is able to look inside an aspect of nature, and apply it to herself. The whole poem becomes a beautiful analogy.
ReplyDeleteLovely to read on a Tuesday morning. Favorite lines :
ReplyDeletetoss back into earth, dreaming again
of budding blossoms in the spring.
Quite wonderful.
Gautaii, my friend. What a lovely reminder of the beginning and end. I love your beautiful images. Life seeds again and we move on?...
ReplyDeleteAwesome!!!! One of your best.......
love you-Melanie
I so love the flow of this piece and the journey I took with it. It's really such a tender tale through poetry with the personification of a leaf and it's thoughts. Even can relate to ones on life cycle, it's journey. Such a great write.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautifully written post. Well done!
ReplyDeletethe third stanza painted an amazing picture..
ReplyDeletenice poem...
Love this - truth and beauty and renewal!
ReplyDeleteHi, my friend. This is one of your best!
ReplyDeleteAnother gorgeous one, Gautami. Sadly, I looked at the topic this week and nothing came to me.
ReplyDeleteOh yes, it is so sweet to take flight. You make it as lovely as the season is.
ReplyDeleteyour poem as written is so evocative of falling and fallen leaves - the tender prodding of the worm and the tossing back into earth are beautiful touches
ReplyDeleteI have always thought trees the bravest of creatures. They stand no matter what is thrown at them.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful...
ReplyDelete'my alteration to crimson, ginger and russet'......makes me want to jump in a big pile of them! beautifully done. :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful... that final flight down into renewal...
ReplyDeleteGreat poem! I feel a lot of emotion in it.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written, from the trees perspective no less. This was genius, the emerald of my youth waning.
ReplyDeleteLoved it!
xo
Blue
Excellent work. I love the concept of the leaf contemplating floating to the ground. Then lying "silently with my older sisters". Thanks for you visit also.
ReplyDeleteWow this is great!!! ... a truly beautiful piece ... I love it
ReplyDelete"sensing the movement of sap
ReplyDeletein my lucid veins"
.....ooooo, lovely. Wonderful poem. I especially love the first two stanzas. Peace, JP/deb
"dreaming again of budding blossoms in the spring"
ReplyDeletethis poem is something most beautiful i've read in a while!!! u spelled life here.
Very nice, who knew trees had so many deep thoughts :)
ReplyDeleteLeaves have so much to teach us..they contain the whole essence of life...and death.
ReplyDeleteRenewal starts from soil and ultimately reaches it!
this is excellent - i love it.
ReplyDeleteand true, we can learn so much from the trees...
Dreaming, always dreaming. Beautiful to say the least.
ReplyDeleteAutumn just became beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI loved how the symbolism neatly brings everything full circle - nature and us. Elegant, simple... nicely done!
ReplyDeleteI connected with the feelings of the circle of life in this...giving in to the what is natural and evident....it is really beautiful metaphor for how it feels to grow older and maybe not be quite ready.
ReplyDelete>sap has frozen in my veins< especially attracted my attention. It reminded me of the description American phrase "slower than molasses in January". I immediately imagined the sap thawing and emerging again later into the returning warmth of life.
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