A Deeper Purpose

I spill my words
As a maple drops its leaves

Angst takes on letters as death changes color
I add humor and wit, turning it over and over

And the soles of my feet press down
Branding loss into the ground

I feel a sting, a chill across my face
And look up at limbs with empty space

But hear none cry
The hope of spring remains alive

My words escaped, now free
All to do is wait and see

The time for raking may be past
A couch of snow in the forecast

I know not all the reasons
Nor know when the seasons

Will send new growth again
What folly can I do my Savior can not mend

Leaves will feed my lawn
Rest through the night and wake up with the dawn

dversepoets.com and the prompt is to construct a poem using the word folly.

“In architectural terms, a folly is a structure made for decoration rather than function. The term also is defined making foolish decisions.”

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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13 Responses to A Deeper Purpose

  1. Lucy says:

    How beautiful, but yet so sad.

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  2. rothpoetry says:

    Very well done Mary. I love your contemplation weaving its way from Fall to Winter! Hope springs eternal both here and there… Grace is a wonderful thing!

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  3. Francis says:

    This is very beautiful with some terrific lines and imagery. ‘Angst takes on letters as death changes color’ for example, and the last lines, ‘Leaves will feed my lawn
    Rest through the night and wake up with the dawn’ — a perfect close.


  4. kim881 says:

    It can be a folly to share spilled words and we often do that without thinking, causing angst and regret. I like the resolve in the lines:
    ‘My words escaped, now free
    All to do is wait and see’
    ‘Leaves will feed my lawn
    Rest through the night and wake up with the dawn’.

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  5. If words are like leaves I hope that something will grow from them later even if it takes a long winter.

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  6. msjadeli says:

    What’s that verse in the bible where God pays attention to even the tiniest detail? I trust the leaves will be tended in a satisfactory fashion even if a “couch of snow” falls. Nice use of the prompt word, Mary.

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  7. Mother Wintermoon says:

    Beautiful, eloquent and evocative read! Wonderful poem, Mary. 🙏


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