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breeze-tousled leaves
q u a k e
like spangles on a gypsy skirt
the windswept woods
dressed for autumn's ball
undressed by sleep's seduction
by the breath of wind's
whispered desire
bereft of color
frivolity and delay
the trees
their dance cards spent
pose one last time
for winter's canvas
a still life—
ebony silhouettes
against an ivory sky
An earlier version of this poem first appeared in Quill and Parchment (2010).
This version © by Gail Goepfert and used with the author's permission.
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Gail Goepfert, an associate editor at RHINO Poetry since 2013, is the author of four books. The most recent is Self-Portrait with Thorns (Glass Lyre Press, 2022). Since then she has worked collaboratively with Patrice Boyer Claeys on three publications: a pandemic chapbook, Hard Business of Living, and two photoverse books, Honey from the Sun (2020), and Earth Cafeteria (2023). Gail lives in the Chicagoland area; learn more about her at gailgoepfert.com.
    
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Jo:
Gail,
What a wonderful surprise. Really like this beautiful poem. The photo and your words are stunning.
Posted 10/12/2011 02:36 PM
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dotief@comcast.net:
I agree with Rob. Wonderful image, as is the last one of "ebony silhouettes against an ivory sky." Nice work!
Posted 10/12/2011 08:46 AM
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Rob:
Beautiful, Gail! Love the leaves "like spangles on a gypsy skirt."
Posted 10/12/2011 06:28 AM
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Babystub:
Very prolific selection for today is the 25th year of my Grandma's passing. She lies under a mighty oak atop a mountain waiting for that promise of spring...
Posted 10/12/2011 05:36 AM
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