Shhh…Says The Wind

The wind comes
like a whispering ghost
a quiet shush,
a long breath out

down the path,
behind my back.

I turn and last years leaves are lifting up from the path

they float and swirl

I watch
until the last two
slowly dance their way
back and forth
to the forest floor

More Skunk Cabbage leafing in the swamp.  You can see what is left of the flowers at the base of the plant

6 thoughts on “Shhh…Says The Wind

  1. I have observed and enjoyed your blossoming as a poet in your own right. This along with all your other creative talents is inspiring.

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