Still Autumn [Haiku]

Posted on October 3, 2021 by B Gourley

the river dawdles;
 the colorful leaves stick
  firm & still

Autumn Red [Haiku]

Posted on September 29, 2021 by B Gourley

red leaves,
lit by the late-day sun,
flare orange

Falling Leaf [Free Verse]

Posted on August 17, 2021 by B Gourley

A falling leaf is my teacher.

It craves nothing.
It fears nothing.

It surrenders itself,
 but does not submit.

It will not be hemmed in
for long,
for its patience is infinite.

Falling Leaf [Haibun]

Posted on July 1, 2021 by B Gourley

A leaf falls, spinning as it drifts downward. Then, for an instant, it seems to pause in the air before continuing to drop, twist, and flutter. I question whether the leaf stopped, my mind stopped, or the universe stopped. Probably, nothing stopped -- a mere momentary balance of updraft and gravitational pull, an unstable and ephemeral equilibrium, like a spontaneous retention of breath -- usually missed before it can be noticed, but just this one time, I was witness.

a falling leaf
seems to pause in air,
and I am there

POEM: A Leaf in the Light

Posted on September 8, 2020 by B Gourley

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