Holding On

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – one this snowflake-Micro poetry

“one this snowflake (alighting) is upon a gravestone”
e.e. cummings

The object of this challenge is to write a poem in no more than 10 lines (but you may write in fewer than 10 lines all the way down to a single American sentence). You may choose your own form or stick to free verse, if preferred. 

Leaves tumble to ground, scatter ‘cross yard,
jigsaw puzzle of scarlet-gold.
Autumn wind sorts them in piles.
Let their vibrancy stay
a time, ‘fore winter
blows them away.
On one branch
gold leaf


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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11 Responses to Holding On

  1. Kerry O'Connor says:

    I love the way your lines dwindle to a single word.

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  2. Bekkie says:

    There is always that last one.

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  3. C.C. says:

    Visually meaningful in relation to what the topic is….very clever….and I also love the ‘jigsaw puzzle of scarlet-gold’ imagery.


  4. That leaf clinging is like the Ezra’s petal on a black bough

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  5. whimsygizmo says:

    Love that last leaf clinging to fall. Wonderful.

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  6. This is wonderful. I can see it!

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  7. A jigsaw puzzle – is a great way to describe fall leaves!

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  8. Love the spare image of that last clinging gold…beautiful, Sara.

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  9. So visual…beautiful We all have times in our lives when we are that single leaf holding on.


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