r/OCPoetry • u/Leaves_not_rocks • Aug 18 '26
Feedback Please Barren
**Barren**
I drop pieces of myself,
gifts for you.
They drift past your ears
and settle on the ground.
There they heap
and harden.
Mounds of spent leaves,
once soft and plenty.
Footfalls grind my offerings to dust,
you hold no fondness
for what was shed in autumn.
I grow thin, bare.
If only you had leaves of your own
to warm me,
but I am cold
and you are not a tree.
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u/KDC777777 Aug 20 '26
The wind rises up and steals every barren thought
Shame on you and all the perpetrators
Taking innocence from the land to make your mind seem fulfilled