So many questions
falling like leaves
that I can not ask.
poem- falling October 4, 2014
So many questions
falling like leaves
that I can not ask.
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Shawn L. Bird 
nice – and not sure if it matters – but cannot is one word…
Oxford Dictionary says either is correct.
Why not ask a leaf?
Indeed
It’s like you are looking at me, through that image?
Does it?
yes, kind of creepy….
however the smile touches your heart….
but I kept thinking I’d want to swap the second and third lines around…
or 3rd for 1st or 2nd for 1st.
I rearranged them several times, and decided I could make a few poems interchanging them. I settled on this version for today… 😉
Reblogged this on Living Small in a Big World and commented:
It’s been a long time since I put some poetry out there – so here’s Shawn L. Bird and the Poem – Falling for you to read and reflect upon. Enjoy!
This is me. There are so many things I want to say but I’m so scared.
Give yourself permission to record your truth.