By the Mighty Mumford



He saw it there on the ground,

Not moving, not making a sound…

It was rather grey,

It’s legs out-splayed

In a sad place to be taken down.

It had legs, tail and a shell,

For a dead thing it seemed preserved well…

“Did I, in parking

And disembarking

Last night, cause this poor creature ill?”

He got out of his car in grief,

Thinking himself sinner-in-chief…

Pushed it with his toe,

From this angle you know

It really was just a leaf.


–Jonathan Caswell


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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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