a morning leaf

by Peter Humphreys

I have come here
to rest
to restore
I am the only one here

first the deepest
then intense red
giving way to
an orange that
would quench a
thirsty world

sitting by the window
writing this
the light pours in
blinding me
as a golden rod

sharp shadows
of my face
the wall

o the silence
the silence of it all

you could hear
a leaf fall


Posted on 02/11/2014
Copyright © 2022 Peter Humphreys

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 02/13/14 at 02:23 PM

*****Stellar***** love this, Peter.....the rhythmic words roll so pleasantly...thank you!

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/15/14 at 11:45 PM

This just seems like a most desirable place to be.

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