A Firm Be“leaf”!

A budding growth of tender blush,
li’l red sprouts on the underbrush,
thus I was born with brethren few,
rush of life on a green bough new.

We slowly turned a verdant green,
growing and flaunting a silky sheen,
seasons came on and bade goodbye,
we stood through all wet cold or dry.

Some were nibbled yet some chewed,
some were plucked for food or feud,
slowly some withered over a span,
a few quite leafy others deep tan.

The bough has now turned a fawn,
I am the last one to see this dawn,
holding on tight I shall not yet rest,
cause there still is some life in the weaver ant’s nest…
there still is some life in the weaver ant’s nest!

– Narendra Nayak © 2019

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20 thoughts on “A Firm Be“leaf”!”

  3. Single leaves on boughs hold special appeal for me, so of course I like this photo. Your poem is delightful, too — with a nice twist at the end. It reminded me of an English poet who appreciated the sight of a single leaf. Samuel Taylor Coleridge wrote this stanza in his poem “Christabel” —

    “The one red leaf, the last of its clan,
    That dances as often as dance it can,
    Hanging so light, and hanging so high,
    On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.”

    Thanks for bringing some smiles this morning!

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