Monday, July 8, 2019

Leaves

leaves fly past my window
men on a mission
paratroopers sailing
flailing in silk

undercover agents
trailing in brown camoflage
jumpers
desperate to escape
or to save
the earth
cluttered in sincere intention
covering the tender grass


rain follows
and the grasses fold and tuck their green
into their center 
and wait for spring

-Janey Pease 

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