That Way - for Week 28 Thursday Poet's Rally. Thank you for visiting!

With nods to Ellen Bass and her first line from "When You Return". See the link at the bottom of the page to visit other poets from the Thursday Poet's rally from the Beloved Jingle.

  

A wise poet once surmised
"Fallen leaves will climb back into trees."
I quickly dismissed such malarkey.
Fallen leaves can not climb back into trees
It is an impossibility. It is.
An impossibility.
They age: the leaves do. They turn brown
and get tired. They fall off the tree.
They return to the soil if they are lucky
or they get blown or raked and gathered
up and taken away to rot and decay
and they never I repeat never
reattach themselves to
the trees which once
loved them enough
to nourish them.
They.
Don't.
Re.
Attach.
It.
Doesn't.
Work.
That.
Way.

And what, what, what if leaves did,
one day, find their way back to the
branches?

They don't.
They won't.
Do.
That.

This was written for the Thursday Poet's Rally. This is my first time participating. I hope I am doing it right!

Comments

[Rowan Wagner]

love the way the poems makes us eventually challenge our own instincts in your observation and questioning of a natural occurance that was differently viewed by someone whose opinion/thoughts influenced you

[Jingle]

u truly surprise me, what a profound poem,
tree leaves do not climb on trees visually, but they transform and come back on trees in another life circle!

fabulous poem!

[Jingle]

love your focus of the poem,
I agree with you fully,
your contribution comes with a sweet intelligence,

superb write..
hope that you have enjoyed reading other poets.
Happy Saturday!

[Everwondrinsoul.wordpress.com]

loved your use of punctuation to force the reader to pause as they are reading! A fun perspective indeed!

[brokenpenwriter]

This had voice - it clearly defined the writer's personality, almost like reading a short story or novel. A character study. Tongue in cheek and rather bossy in a fun way. Instead of being a poem about leaves falling, it became a clever study of a person, probably someone who is no longer blooming with youth, trying to get a point across that no - you can't grow young again, once you're over the hill, past it, mature or however else you want to say 'of a certain age.' I really liked this, and wouldn't be at all surprised if you write short stories too.

[Bill Cook]

I enjoyed your poem. Neat way to work through an idea. - bill

[Someone Is Special]

I loved your take.. So good..

Sweet Dish

--Someone Is Special--

[Alethea]

I loved the way you emphasized those words with punctuations so that they would sink into the readers' heads. very beautifully written and a great concept.

[lovely annie]

Wow. Welcome to the rally. This is beyond comment. Brilliant style and lovely concept and more.

http://lovelyannie79.wordpress.com/2010/09/08/patriarch-thursday-poets-rally/#comments

[Olivia]

Usually they don't go back..maybe they carry the hurt forever and learn to move on- expressed very strongly

My entry for the week:
http://oliviasmindlymatters.wordpress.com/2010/08/29/divine-desires/

Loads of Luck an wishes..