My offering for writing challenge no six (leaf/silent tongue).
Inspired by a little girl called Amber, taken inexplicably and suddenly from her family last month. (and a recent "chat" with the mighty Fegger)

The wind, sweet breath, moves through the stand of trees.

A sighing music dances on the breeze,

and glances over leaf, drifts soft caress.

A fleeting shadow through unconcsciousness

 

This ever-present zephyr twists in flight,

to cast its unseen eye on one who might

be plucked from bough and drawn into its thrall.

Its fate but to decay upon its fall

 

Then straight, decision made, here is the one.

The chosen, name called out with silent tongue,

must join the lifeless throng on forest floor.

Bathe in the sunlit canopy no more

 

Through each branch this constant whispering guide

by capricious temper will still abide.

Cruel impatience, swift striking avarice,

then sweet mercy in its poisoned chalice.

 

Spring’s bright growth or autumn’s russet tone,

where is reason for which leaf is cast alone

into the void? Its brothers left to grieve

until it is their chosen time to leave.

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  • fragile18 on Jul 18, 2009

    nice title. :) and nice piece too.

  • Bohemian Bystander on Jul 18, 2009

    An absolutely beautiful poem, and excellent choice of words, may I add. My favourite line – “Its fate but to decay upon its fall”, is marvellously classical (don’t worry – that’s a good thing!)

    Ah, it gave me lovely thoughts of Autumn, my favourite season, and in the middle of July it was a welcome reminder that it won’t be too long before Summer is over again, thank goodness.

  • BullwinkleMuse on Jul 20, 2009

    You’ve chosen well, both your words as well as your mentor.

  • Duff D Moss on Jul 20, 2009

    Wow – that was brilliant. So descriptive, so emotive. A great contribution to the challenge. Thanks for submitting it dude.

  • Katie Marie on Jul 20, 2009

    Beautifully done.

  • Darla Cooke on Jul 20, 2009

    Lovely poem.

  • oldster on Jul 20, 2009

    Great analogy, lovely eulogy

  • Theresa Johnson on Jul 30, 2009

    very nice poem

  • Shelly Barclay on Jul 30, 2009

    Nicely written.

  • maranatha on Jul 30, 2009

    Amber’s family will read this for decades, and remember well. This is beautiful.

  • Fegger on Jul 30, 2009

    Excellent!

  • Shebear on Jul 31, 2009

    Lovely poem and use of imagery.

  • David Crerand on Aug 1, 2009

    beautifully written, profound in it’s sadness. Your choice of words so perfectly capture the movement within each line and reflect so well your overall sense of loss and wonder.

  • RS Wing on Aug 16, 2009

    Really great entry for the challenge. It reads very softly, like a whisper or light wind from the descent of the leaf left to perish among the others natural fate within nature and then the emotions of this Amber you refer to is a sad twist of fate. Really interesting way to merge the two , as their destiny seems to be the same, merging together within this prose. This is one to be read a few times as two is very intriguing and your meter is perfect and the usage of the language makes me feel the sadness and meloncholy emotions it evokes. Really great form and prose.

  • Ruby Hawk on Aug 19, 2009

    Your words were well chosen and natural as the seasons. Well done.

  • Collette Edwards on Aug 20, 2009

    Great write it flows flawlessly and paints many pictures: you have a way with word, keep them coming :)

  • Lostash on Sep 21, 2009

    So very lovely.

  • hallofwords on Oct 5, 2009

    Very nice poem. Beautiful imagery and wonderful phrasing. Soon the leaves will be falling and the cycle of life goes on.

  • Parish Loveless on Oct 11, 2009

    BRAVO!

    Beautiful words and enchanting verse :)

    Similar to the most breath taking of poems .. I must read it again and again before I can take it all in!!!

  • T.Rex McGoogle on Dec 4, 2009

    Very touching tribute to the demise of the beautiful falling
    leaves of autumn. I enjoyed every word.

  • T.Rex McGoogle on Dec 4, 2009

    A very touching tribute to the demise of the beautiful falling
    leaves of autumn. I enjoyed every word.

  • John Arthur Beaman on Jul 29, 2010

    Do you tire much from all the fawning? I’m going to have to stop reading your work. I thought I had made a discovery, but hardly. Enjoying your writing is almost passe at this point.

  • jamesII on Aug 13, 2010

    Aren’t we all but leaves in wind–only strong as long as we can hold tight–but in the unseen night–the hurricane came–the rest is hapharzd filght, plight—-and eventually decay.. And, still health insurance is a must—. I imagine the human sprit believes it, too, must die strong–if you know what I mean!

  • Nina Mason on Dec 5, 2010

    Beautifully worded cafftee!

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