autumn leaves

 

 

as each floats away

and down

like falling autumn leaves

 

i recount   or am recounted

sometimes

in words written in letters of goodbye

 

or in words never spoken but thought

some with regret

some with inevitability

 

so a trail of sorts is left behind   but

not truly left behind

no more than any thought may be   can be

 

they follow   they tug   they scold   they recriminate

they ache   but are never left behind   truly left behind

 

 

 

 

 





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Written on 2023-01-06 at 13:26

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Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
beautiful words, indeed
With you on this as you rest awhile on these trail of thoughts.
Regret is what is weighing us down - a thought when we judge ourselves from May be an outsider perspective.
It’s an amazing imagery.
2023-01-06


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautifully and sensitively written, Jim. In a very few words you’ve recognized and made us all aware that our passing leaves traces. May I suggest that those traces also include recounts of joy, care, love and happiness as well. Possibly two parallel streams of traces.

Happy New Year!

Joe
2023-01-06