Old Leaves

I was up at the shack a couple weekends ago and noticed the old leaves on the dry ground. It was that transition time after the leaves have all fallen but before the snow and wet begin. These old leaves are easy to miss. Easy to just walk over and not notice, but they are beautiful in their own way. Enjoy the simple poem they inspired.

Old leaves

Old leaves
weather worn gray
like barn wood
like shed snakeskin
leathery and veiny
like an old woman’s neck

Old leaves
crumpled, unnoticed, waiting
for the rain
to muddy their vellum
to return to soil
to nourish the forest
to nourish the deer
who nourish us.


About createthedawn

Dawn’s calling is for her poetry to “light the gloomy corners of the world.” She facilitates writing workshops both online and face-to-face and is a dynamic speaker on inspiration, innovation, change, and healing. Dawn believes in the power of poetry to process, to focus, to align, and to find our way to happiness and fulfillment. Thus, her business and her blog are called: create the dawn.
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