Wednesday, 6 April 2011

Satu Kaikkonen

so light that I would be

the moment will be yours who fly away
                     I will fall trough the wind so light
that I would be
without you lightweight, non-existent
a water-cutted leaf, spat into the darkness of the night
a fleeting leaf

                     I do not want the  time passing over the trees
as a foreign


gerry boyd said...

very deft language. you make the words truly float. bravo!

Gordon Mason said...

Great poem and layout for the leaves. Liked the leaf images too.