Leaves on a Windy Day in March

Leaves that were never raked in fall
Spent weeks under a blanket of snow,
Days sodden and plastered to the ground,
Now dry and free, playing in the wind

A strong gust picks up a pile,
Shooting them through the air
Confetti in shades of brown,
Exploding from an unseen cannon

A pack of leaves scamper across the road,
A horde of little brown mice
Others flutter in the breeze,
Butterflies just taking flight

Some mix with debris along the street
Get caught in a vortex,
Spin up from the ground,
Dusty, dry twisters whirling around

A bunch rolls across the pavement,
Dropped coins scattering away
A few others glide along, eventually drifting up,
Tiny kites flying higher and higher

Leaves that were never raked in fall
Spent weeks under a blanket of snow,
Days sodden and plastered to the ground,
Now dry and free, playing in the wind

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8 Responses to Leaves on a Windy Day in March

  1. arjeha says:

    I love the metaphors you use…”Confetti in shades of brown”…”A horde of little brown mice”. I never pictured the leaves I didn’t mulch in the fall this way. You have given me a whole new way to look at them.

  2. margaretsmn says:

    Confetti in shades of brown
    blown amok by the gas powered blower.
    Freed from a cold grave,
    gathered to mulch
    and wait for the colors,
    a canvas for spring.

  3. So many vivid verbs! Scamper, flutter, spin, glide – can’t wait to share this with my students. Is it okay for me to copy it (with credit given to newtreemom) for their WRN?

  4. ccahill2013 says:

    I can’t even begin to tell you which line(s) I loved the most because I truly loved them all! OK – maybe the leaves being shot out of the unseen cannon is my favorite? Or, maybe it’s the pack of leaves scampering across the road. Such imagery. I want to try this. Thank you!!

  5. Jaana says:

    You show again your mastery of words! My favorites are the first and last stanza and then beginnings of the other stanzas. It might be because today I can see the leaves that we re under a blanket of snow for so long.

  6. This is the most beautiful poem to describe unraked leaves (which we have many of on our property). Each stanza is so beautiful.

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