its past noon
a golden maple leaf fall.
falling wouldn't be so hard
if one had wings
if one could simply sift
meandering the sky
in a cross stitch pattern
casually letting some of the stitches
til you landed
falling for some
might be like that.
seventeen years ago
from the morning sky
some holding hands
swan dives without wings
while millions watched
over and over again
in real time
in reel time
that morning before dawn
I dreamed of a great fire
and woke up sweating
while outside an unexpected early autumn chill
swept the air through my open windows.
this morning the rain fell
and the leaves of the clipped maple tree tumbled
below and also struck my bedroom window.
I see how
on the pavement they resemble
their five golden points representing
a head, arms, legs
a trailing tail
where its path once traced the air.
only yesterday evening
I'd been looking at images
from seventeen years ago
their images a tangle of emotions
odd then how
I woke only twice
and then somehow
slept the last three hours through
though not undisturbed
again this morning
I recall a dream of trailing golden light
a sensation of being upside down
only to discover that the tips of my very fingers
were sprouting wings.
the curtains cast aside from the bedroom window
to a golden five-prong maple leaf
stuck and struck to the pane.
and then an odd thought surfaced
one of getting a singular tattoo
of an inverted woman
gazing upwards and
her arms spread wide
suspended momentarily in a golden light
as her stem-like tail trailed behind
her small hands becoming wings...
(fledgling feathers forming
at the fingertips.)
I think to myself:
How like fallen stars of gold
they were and
five-pointed stars of maple leaves.
our eyes gazing up
maybe you will not make the connections I made.
maybe you will. maybe I need to go back and make edits.
this is the result for now...1:45pm PST time/date stamped
LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM AND ALSO FOR THIS AUTHOR
MELISSA A HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD...AND HOW APROPOS A WORLD LIKE
THAT TODAY DOES SEEM. AMEN
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