Pool

A banyan leaf, glossy green,

but in shape a folded tortilla,

its sides buttressed by skeletal ribs,

cups a remainder of yesterday’s rain

to form a recreational pool

for the insect high-diving from the stem.

 

Copyright 2016

T. Allen Culpepper

Once a Leaf

Oak leaf in my hand,

plucked from raked-up pile,

spreads wings in my palm,

but in my closed fist

crumbles into dust,

sapless residue

of forgotten life:

tender springtime youth,

prime in summer sun,

colour-change of age—

green to red to brown;

then the fall from grace,

now reduced to this.

I open my hand.

A chilling wind gust

scatters the pieces.

Death’s diaspora.

 

Copyright 2014

T. Allen Culpepper