En Passant

It wasn’t a spectacular leaf:
rather drab, too long from tree.
Yet, the life it clutched
in its five trembling points
turned my strides into steps
into stasis. I watched
as it danced,
sucking more from a gust
than nearby leaves
better suited to flying.
It spiraled away
to a lazuline sky
while I remained rooted;
going nowhere.

Ryan Stone


36 thoughts on “En Passant

  1. I’m glad you are reposting old poems and letting new followers marvel some more at your poetry.. This was poignant, lovely imagery too. You are a pleasure to read. I have something along the same lines.
    You were the spring
    I was the flower

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  2. Some things go, and somethings stay..The beauty of this piece remains strongly attached to the autumn images it creates in our minds. A leaf has nothing to fear, but fear itself..
    Gorgeous as always ๐Ÿ™‚

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