Lonnie Hicks - The Flask of Time

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There is a single leaf flying in this my autumn gloaming, a leaf fluttering light as if being orchestrated by your words in flight rushing to my inner ear; 'I have fallen in love with another you said.' My leaf stammered, swaying in its downward flight unable to remount the tree, terrified to crash the ground suspended forever there as was also true of your words; better to not reach my inner ear better to not have my leaf touch down dead. Between us all these years neither war, nor peace; we existed in the troubled middle ground purgatoried, unsensed, fluttering, leaf bound frozen between tree and ground. Now you have burned our tree down- lit the leaf and made it flame- and pulled from under us the very ground. No matter the dead leaves, the burning tree no matter the absent ground these things will in turn return for the seasons never-end. Therefore, I shall take my sip of sorrow sipped slowly from my Flask of Time and await the Spring. Lonnie Hicks poemhunter.com/poem/the-flask-of-time/