Sunday, November 25, 2012

Simply Sunday - Sunday Memes




For Magpie Tales (image - Red Chair), Succinctly Yours (image - toddler on cycle, word - backbone - I used the 140 words limit today and the poem below has 111 words), Sunday Whirl (wordle image with words), OSI (Nest), Sunday Scribblings (flood)

A flood of memories rushed into a room long forgotten
Where birds had build their nests and since abandoned
The leaves swayed and fell silently into a heap outside
As little babies on bikes skimmed pebbled paths for a ride
One leaf would not fall, had a tough backbone, it held on tight
The heap below for it was its end in sight
The scent of fall filled the still space
The memories watched as the other leaves fell down as if in a race
The leaf still held on, now only by a fleck
Until the tree gave up, the load of this last leaf seemingly too much to take

As I saw the prompts for this week's Sunday memes, I tried to find a way to weave them all together (as usual) and this is my result here. The inspiration for this poem or rather as I wrote it, I remembered the story (not sure which way it was since we can never really figure out how the human brain works!) - 'The Last Leaf' by O ' Henry (one of my top - ten favorite short stories).

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And with post, I have managed to continue on my quest for NaBloPoMo this month - to post every day!

24 comments:

  1. smiles....all part of the process....the weight of snow will soon take their place....and new life again come spring...i feel for the leaf trying to hold on though....

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  2. A nice bit of weaving you did! That's quite a bundle to put into such a succinct story.

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  3. You did good on everything, RRR. Again, I like your rhyming, what I call 'loose rhyme'. ,

    FYI, I did the backbone only.
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  4. Personalising that leaf's tenuous grasp on life is somewhat an enigma in the great picture of survival. It has another job to do and clinging on is just not playing the game!

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  5. Sometimes I've felt like that leaf. :-)

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  6. I am awed by the image of the tree giving up the load of...a single leaf!

    My Whirling Wordle Words

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  7. Tree gave up and yet leaf held on! Very inspiring words.

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  8. Haven't we all felt like that leaf at times? Good job.

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  9. Love this! Brings back a memory of early winter 1992 ... the desk in my office cubicle overlooked a row of trees in front of the building. I launched a pool ... the person who correctly predicted when the last leaf would fall from the largest tree would win 'the pot.' We collected about $100! And, wouldn't you know it was me? Yep, it held tight until December 12, the day I predicted!

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  10. wow, you covered a lot of ground with this one!

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  11. Love this, love the leaf.... well done. It's like the straw that broke the camel's back...only different. LoL

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  12. Absolutely lovely! I was immediately invested in this stalwart leaf, rooting for it, Hang On! Hang On!

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  13. I like your 'nest' offerring. Those abandoned bird nests we find in the rooms of abandoned homes have a message. There was once harmony and peace we hope. Your poem reminds me of a certain abandoned house I would play in as a boy.

    I did my OSI, it is on my Picture and Photo Place blog.
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  14. indeed weaved very well...thanks for shariing

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  15. One leaf too much to take .. sigh ! wonder what memories it told the tree as it stuck ..

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  16. Thanks for giving such a lovely treatment to NEST.. a beautifully woven poem this.. well done..

    RS:)

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  17. I love the the feeling of holding on to the very last thread that connects a cherished memory, Lady in Read. How tenuous and beautifully your poem captures the spirit of the prompts. Thank you for sharing.

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  18. thanks for your wonderful comments... :)

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