deepundergroundpoetry.com

Yard Work

Happily performing
my Saturday chores.
Sweeping up leaves
and other bits
of nature’s detritus.
Ecstatic to be outdoors.

Fallen foliage,
too young and green
for their final descent.
Did they voluntarily jump,
in a mass botanical suicide?
defying natural senescence.

No, they were pushed.
Their tender petioles
severed from arboreal perch
by last night’s, petulant hail storm
in league with punishing wind.

Storm clouds gather.
Distant thunder rumbles.
Prescient, strong wind blows,
heralding a downpour.
Have my efforts been in vain?
Soon more leaves will fall.
In their prime, cut down
by persistent pelting rain.
Written by Gahddess_Worship (Osomajestuoso)
Published
Author's Note
Thoughts from the front yard while sweeping the driveway.
NaPo/GloPo?WriMo 2020 #25
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 5 reading list entries 2
comments 10 reads 381
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
COMPETITIONS
Today 2:21pm by wallyroo92
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:58pm by Ahavati
COMPETITIONS
Today 12:44pm by Grace
WORKSHOP
Today 12:00pm by Grace
COMPETITIONS
Today 11:05am by NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
POETRY
Today 8:44am by summultima