Poem #3 of 31 - Leaves

I'm on an effing roll!!

Leaves

Sitting under a maple tree in Prospect Park, I daydreamed a poem

It was beautiful, overflowing
With imagery like
Waters gentle caressing piers in the twilight
Full of simile, like
Leaves falling at the speed of sound,
Heavy as heaven
And metaphors -
This poem is me

I am under a tree
In a park
Dreaming
And writing