#Heartsoup – Howling Leaves

L e a v e s

Stripped from trees
Naked trees
Piles upon piles
Lying on the ground
Like Discarded clothes
Flickering this way and that
Whisked and flattened
Waiting for the call

The wind
hums, whistles, calls and shouts

Rising rising
Bearing up the burden of
Leaves dancing
Dropping, spraying
Staccato swirling taps
Howling Leaves
bemoaning their fate

The dance ends

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