Sunday, November 7, 2010

The Tired Monk and the Leaves

stacks of leaves
big immovable heaps
raked n'piled
leaves in an acre
of forest debris
days work for the novice

a lesson from the Abbot

novice and nun caught
in a quick corridor kiss

Tired Monk sees
leaf blower hums to life
blasts these troubles away


  1. Good one OO. Leaf blower, a short-cut. A napping Abbot means a cigarette on the lips and brandy in the pocket.

  2. The Tired Monk is clever. This reminds me of something Hamlet says to Ophelia "Get thee to a nunnery!" Huh.

    Nice, though. I really like 'stacks of leaves/ big immovable heaps'. It's a really good way to describe them.

  3. Oh I so need a leaf blower!!!!!! Wonderful leafy poem! Love the quick kiss between the nun and the novice......thanks for the smile this morning!

  4. Very nice...spent some time in enjoyed them....never did committ was the poverty vow...I wanted to own my leaf it....bkm


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