Dead Leaf

• Isabelle Neubauer, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2007

Dark forest path filled with dead leaves
Brown as melting chocolate
Veins as still as a butterfly camouflaging on a flower
Crunches as children run over its crinkly body
Crabby smell fills the air
Stem bends like an eel swimming in the ocean
Ruffled and shrivelled like the prawn in my meal
Old as the tree from the tree from the 15th century
Ripped like a tiger tearing its meat
Holes burn like ashes from a fire
Sails like a bird flapping in the wind
Dives and swoops to the ground as it falls from the tree
Edges chipped like a smashed tea cup glued back together
Dead…silent as a graveyard
Whooshes in the wind as it blows across the muddy footpath
I see and I remember.