Deep emerald maple leaves blossom on my neighbor’s tree. The trunk—in shadow—looks almost black. It casts little shade over the aging, clubhouse-swing set that my neighbor worked so hard to erect.
The one no one has played on in so long.
leaves flutter in a passing
Photo by Yonan Farah
first published in Image Curve, January 24, 2019
for dVerse Poets OpenLinkNight #236 (pubtended by Grace)
With Real Toads’ Tuesday Platform (imagined by Anmol (HA))