• Leaves

    by Brianna Sanders

    There they go
    Tickled from their branches
    Breathless with laughter
    They dance on the wind
    Stirring up strong scents
    Appeasing to the eye
    Rich like earth
    Vibrant like pumpkin
    Light as a cardinal’s wings
    They twist and twirl
    Suspended by mirth
    Joy prevents the performance
    From cutting itself short
    But finally
    All too soon
    The performance is done
    The actors lay sleeping
    Their props strewn about
    Still beautiful, now tedious
    The stagehand picks up the pieces

    posted to Cedar Street Times on November 12, 2010

    Topics: Young Writers' Corner

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