Tuesday, October 13, 2009

To Keep the Leaves

I want to keep the leaves
the angry crunch of them
their startled faces lined and puckered
all through the blast of sky frolic
and spill of clouds

into spring with her soft dress
I would sew them
until they became footsteps across time

even now the sky shakes
and fills the air with golden rain
and in a captured minute
I run the walk and twirl my hair
to fill it with my fancy

a place to keep the leaves

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