i see a leaf amid leaves
the tree is covered in creepers
these leaves churn out power
— silently —
each leaf making miniscule food,
but there are so many —
and so many hours of daylight,
and they take no breaks
they sit in tight clusters
waving in wind
still in stillness
— but ceaselessly working —
until the day is done
&
darkness descends
and i can’t help but wonder whether they have leafy dreams, and — if so — what a tree’s dreams feel like?

Yes leaves work day & night for us & we are never satisfied
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Nicely done.
I’d suspect a tree’s dreams are rather… wooden. 🙂 😉
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Sounds about right
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Good question!
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Thanks
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beautifully described.. love your poems
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thanks
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