In Fear And Trembling

by Philip F De Pinto

A goodly number of leaves
Strewn about the base of a tree

Some fallen flat on their alizarin faces
Others flatter on their behinds looking up

At the considerable population
As yet clinging in fear and trembling

Daring each in raspy tones to leap into faith
And who arrived upon this mutilated scene can help but weep

And pray the Lord their souls to keep
When it is their turn to leap into faith

Not leave it to the whim and mercy of rakes
To sweep into mulching mounds of technicolor


Posted on 01/18/2013
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