Join the Neopoet online poetry workshop and community to improve as a writer, meet fellow poets, and showcase your work. Sign up, submit your poetry, and get started.

A GLINT OF LIFE

I watched a leaf float from a tree,
no breeze to guide its path,
it flew as delicately as a flake of snow,
undetermined where to go,
landing here on branches, there buoyed up,
its ariel shape,
its colour brown and pale,
and with its gentle dance
my thoughts began to meditate
on autumn's quiet expressions,
their subtle grace;
it landed with a little sound,
a full stop as it found its place
among its colleagues on the ground.

Style / type: 
Free verse
Editing stage: 

Comments

I hope the meditation carried on to where you wanted to be.
I thought this a lovely journey thought it lasted so short a while.
Have a lovely night and I hope all your tomorrows will be filled.
Yours Ian.T

.
There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Beatiful journey reading your poem and picturing the leaf as it fell. Love Roscoe...

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

Lovely imagery! So peaceful - this truly captures the beauty of autumn.

Thanks for sharing

Love Mand xxxxx

What a beautiful moment captured for all time in words, you bring a sense of peace and wonderment I really enjoyed this piece. there is nothing more to say but thank you for sharing such a private beauty

love always JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

really wonderful. I like its simplicity more than anything else.
A piece I really wished I have written dear Anna.

❤❤❤❤❤❤

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words
........Robert Frost☺

Please follow me on Instagram
https://instagram.com/poetry.jo?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=

Thank you dear friends, it was a special moment,
and I wanted it to be just that.

Love Ann

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

author comment
(c) Neopoet.com. No copyright is claimed by Neopoet to original member content.