Written for: Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – one this snowflake-Micro poetry
“one this snowflake (alighting) is upon a gravestone”
The object of this challenge is to write a poem in no more than 10 lines (but you may write in fewer than 10 lines all the way down to a single American sentence). You may choose your own form or stick to free verse, if preferred.
Leaves tumble to ground, scatter ‘cross yard,
jigsaw puzzle of scarlet-gold.
Autumn wind sorts them in piles.
Let their vibrancy stay
a time, ‘fore winter
blows them away.
On one branch