Joseph’s Coat

The near-full moon
Presides as coldness
When blue-sky curtains
Open on the morning’s
Page the fragile
Link of tree and leaf
Is broken.
The shivering boughs
Cast doleful looks on
Joseph’s coat,
Crumpled at their feet.

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4 Responses to Joseph’s Coat

  1. croftgarden says:

    I love the imagery of the fallen leaves as the cast aside coat.

    • Cathy says:

      That’s one of the joys of words, Chris – sometimes the right ones just pop into your head, and that image certainly wasn’t there when I started the poem.

  2. Anna says:

    A sad day indeed for a tree when it loses its coat. I enjoyed your poem Cathy. Do you write much poetry?

    • Cathy says:

      Thank you, Anna. From a child I have enjoyed writing (and reading) poems occasionally, but as an adult they have tended to be spawned by periods of turbulent emotion, still infrequent but in bursts. It is a long time since I have had any emotional upheavals but I have come to enjoy words in a different way and knew I wanted to make more use of the written word once I had more time. The hope I would be inspired to write poetry regularly was one of the reasons I started this blog, although the blog itself has increasingly become a writing tool in other ways too.

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