Some Poetry for You

   Since Litmag was brought up today in class, I decided to share one of the poems I have submitted to it. I actually wrote this last year, but I wasn't able to submit it because I had written it after Litmag had already been published. I don't know why or how it came to me, but I've always felt that's the best kind of writing. When you have really no reason for writing, no assignment no due date, and you simply write it because it came to you. I think that's the essence of a great piece of writing because you are not writing it for any ones approval or recognition. You simply write it because it's what you feel you need to say. It's pure and it's real and it's you.

The Courage Hidden in a Leaf   

Summertime,

It hung there waving,

Green lost among green,

Indifferent to the world around it,

Simply enjoying the occasional breeze.

Then fall came,

It hung there frightened,

Brown and orange, sick and dying,

All around, his brothers falling,

But he’ll not go,

He’ll not be taken.

Winter fell,

A cold, harsh white,

Unforgiving, truly cruel,

A single leaf, on a withered tree,

Frozen over, battle lost,

A simple breeze and down he goes.

Spring arose,

For winters end,

The harsh white gone in a burst of color,

Plants re-grow and flowers bloom,

And on a tiny twig,

A hero is reborn.