Electric Leaves

The Rogue Speaks:

It has been quite a while since I have written any "flash fiction," a short story of 1000 words or less.  I used to write these short fictional stories when Jenny was sponsoring our beloved Saturday Centus. The following is one I wrote one autumn afternoon:

Electric Leaves

 

 

The lake is calm now

in the smoky sunlight

of an October afternoon.

Electric leaves on the sourwoods

 glow fiery red above us

with a solar power,

and the faded quilt is

cool now, and damp from

our love-making.

 

The sourwoods

are the first to turn in autumn,

and you will be the first

to go away, like those electric leaves

that fall and wither

when winter comes;

but the fiery red glow

of that autumn afternoon

will live forever

in my heart.

 

 

 

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