LEAF TATTOO
Can you feel it
In my city
The changing air
as wind folds in
fall’s cool weather.
Orange leaves land on
the sidewalks of Holly Street.
No worms to dance them back to soil.
Cement laden, laid upon
the roadside in random patterns
leave a tattoo, imprint to the stone.
Five pointed star, a Tree Hand
pressed by feet and rain
bleed the orange ink for all to see.
By winter the marks wash away
By spring a bright green baby waves
at us from its mothers arm
born back into our memory.
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Shannon Laws is a Pacific Northwest poet. Her story-telling poetry has touched many hearts and minds. She is the author of four poetry books, the most recent “Fallen” published by Independent Writer’s Studio Press. Shannon has received two Mayor’s Arts Awards and the Community Champion Award for promoting local artists on community radio and encouraging peace and understanding through community poetry events. She makes her home in Bellingham, Washington, USA.
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