The air gets pushy*
The illusive wind pushes all around
It takes things up without a sound
To see dead leaves follow each other
Then get picked up by a bag or another
It is so fun to see them play follow the leader
When laying down again they wait for a repeater
Dom*Colucci 2010
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I finally got the point!*
I finally got the point!* Have you ever noticed where you stand? Casting your eyes outward across the land Now you come across an epiphany...
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ReplyDeleteThe picture has been painted in the consciousness using the palette of the nature, and then printed on the NOW.
ReplyDeleteShiamala...how did you know?..yesterday after I was done with raking the leaves and pine needles I seen this right in front of me in the street and thought that is so reality like that the wind has all things play follow the leader and decided to make the poem about it...enjoy as well(+)
ReplyDeleteDom*:)xo
Dearest soulbro,
ReplyDeleteGood one.. :)
With lots of love.