Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Voiced // POEM: Leaf's Qualm by Thomas Rivet

Leaf's Qualm
blown leaf,
call it a, brownish leaf.
drown it did -
ended up in your hand,
it darn did.

It would smile and be green,
beforehand; before hand.
A blue breeze blew, seen
by those who were
not you.

The sad story of a leaf,
caged by a palm;
it was leaf’s qualm.


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