The Leaves Speak Loud
Poetry for the Month of April
This is for Natasha’s poetry challenge and Mikeydred’s April challenge.
Humility turns the April cold. —Michelle Liew.
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They do not stun, but dispel the dark
Flashes of green against the black.
No bugle calls, or glorious spark
Just green lines against the black.
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They seal wall cracks, and stem decay
Not seeking gold, just cool, fresh air.
Their silence speaks, louder than storms say.
Their humility does not despair.
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This poem is entirely original. Any AI tags are coincidental.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (4)
Oooo, this was so profound. Loved your poem+
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"Their humility does not despair." A phrase of the day for me—one that is not easily forgotten. I needed it. A deeply profound piece that I truly liked because it held me with it for a long time.
Not seeking gold - just cool fresh air. Oh to have Spring come and just stay. Nicely Done Michelle!!!