6 thoughts on “Reach (Without A Sound)”

1. ‘acquiescent grace’ – love that.

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   1. Thanks Annie – a lot of my micropoetry is derived from my larger poems, (others written for a weekly game on twitter) – this one came from one of my older poems republished on this site last year:

      Acquiescent Grace

      A host of leaves and flowers
      Stirred and swayed
      Balancing
      Upon the transient breeze
      Emerald leaves and buds of rosy pearl
      In silken tatters
      Scarlet shot with gold
      A galaxy
      From which was blithely shed
      A fiery shower
      Falling star on star
      Endless whirling in the dark
      A giant plane leaf
      Launched on level air
      Pauses to float
      Swaying a moment, where
      Uplifted
      By the atmospheric tide
      That turns it slowly
      Over once in space
      Floating dead, it leaves no trace
      But lapses
      In a smoothly dipping glide
      Scooping shallow air
      From side to side
      In ripples that are blue
      And yet are green
      Swirling from heaven
      And then crumbling
      One solitary leaf
      Without a sound
      Settles upon the path
      Of rain-soaked ground
      Lastly, descended
      To reach the direst of fates
      And lightly lands
      With acquiescent grace

      © Ann Bagnall and AnnieB222.com, 2014.

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      1. BRILLIANT!

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      2. Haha! I wasn’t fishing for another nice comment!!

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      3. No need to fish. It’s outstanding.

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      4. I love falling leaves – they are just so beautiful. For some reason they evoke a lot of feelings for me.

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