Purple's Platitudes

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yellow Locust leaves

02 October 2013

yellow Locust leaves

 

I smelled the strength

of their voluntary decay,

I felt their softness

beneath my feet,

I heard the thick,

dampening effect on brick sidewalks,

the percussive tap dancing

as they swirled and scattered

with even the slightest breeze.

I imagined waxy yellow

Locust tree leaves,

which I only saw before

as a nuisance,

in an entirely new way,

since now, I cannot

see them at all.

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2 October, 2013 - Posted by | Poetry |

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