The Lone Yellow Leaf

Amid the clutter in our living room

Beyond the drone of the TV’s boom 

Over my mother’s ceaseless chatter

Life passing by — in constant clatter

I watch

The lone yellow leaf

It fascinates me

Captivates me

Draws me in

In stillness

In silence

I watch

My gaze zeroed in

On the lone, singular hue

Vibrant amid the green throng

Swaying gently, as if in song

Fluttering — Beckoning —

Waving — a wordless hello

And it carries me

To a time long gone

Because here is proof

That summer has flown

Time sped by in a roaring tear

While I stood — just here

and nothing in me changed

Inspiration

I got the idea to write this poem after seeing a yellow leaf in a tree from my living room. 

Process

 Free write.