Change

I wrote this last week, and I can't really tell if it's done or not. I was tinkering with the first few lines, mostly, but I figured sharing is caring, so-- here we go.

Change

The leaf, eager to be somewhat of an eagle,

Crawls to the tip of its mother’s arm,

Stretching, shooting itself out into a full-blown

Bloom, twinkling North Star gleam

To support its pearled, prying eye. 

The breeze, carrying the scent of the season,

Gently grabs ahold of the petals, plucking them

From Mother Nature’s nurture to rain down

Upon

The newborn lovers,

Fumbling for unfamiliar warmth

Within one another underneath

The snowing petals of the peach

Blossom, sway to their whishes

As they fly past

Reviews

[Jinx]

Thanks a bunch! Like I said in the description, I was really unsure about whether it's really done or not. I was working on the 4th/5th line for awhile, but I think it all worked out ok in the end =]!

[Abigail T]

what a beautiful piece! you use such soothing and lulling words, and thread them together to create this lovely poem. i loved reading it, and i am very happy you decided to share it.