There was a dancing of leaves
That fluttered in slow motion
From the sky above
That we watched in silence,
A shared agreement
To not speak a word
As the earth reclaimed its beauty,
Landing softly upon still green grass
That wasn’t sure
If it was ready to go dormant
While the sun was still shining
And the earth was still warm,
And I found an understanding
In the waving blades
That weren’t quite ready
To succumb to the
Settling frost,
That still fought against
Shorter days
And longer nights,
That couldn’t see
The written words
Before them
Because they were too focused
On the end goal,
Of stretching just a little taller
Of reaching just a little further,
Of filling a world with beauty
And wildflowers,
Before the winter could come in
And turn its progress to-
Stagnant fields
Awaiting the warmth again
That was always promised
But always feared to never return,
As the moon claimed its favored time
And the clouds circled
With the temptation of a
Fallen storm,
The signs were there
Always overlooked
In the hopes of another day
Where we grow with the intention
First born in spring.
Katrina Thornley is a nature poet and novelist that resides in Rhode Island. She has two poetry collections currently published, a novel, as well as a short story anthology. Her poetry collections "Arcadians: Lullaby in Nature" and "Arcadians: Wooden Mystics" were inspired by a local park and life in her small rural town. You can find them on Amazon now!
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About the Creator
Katrina Thornley
Rhode Island based author and poetess with a love for nature and the written word. Works currently available include Arcadians: Lullaby in Nature, Arcadians: Wooden Mystics, 26 Brentwood Avenue & Other Tales, and Kings of Millburrow.
Comments (1)
Ah, but you need not wait until Spring, just keep stretching taller. There are many awaiting the next stroke of your pen. Perhaps not as vocal as myself, but they are there.