Bronze Oak Poem by Janet Mary Zylstra
Bronze Oak
Rating: ★4.3
You never shed your leaves in Autumn;
You leave them hanging there, crisp medals
On vigorous limbs braced
For Yule.
Snapping clicking foliage fingers
Clutch faded greenness;
Memories of summer dead and gone
To dust.
You never shed your leaves like tears
Or thrust your stark grief at the sky;
Wear the moon upon your sleeve.
Defy.
Friday, October 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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11/4/2025 3:53:55 AM # 1.0.0
never shed leaves, good one