Lackadaisical (poem)~


its movement is far from intentional

more lackadaisical…fluid


as if in denial of the spiral

the downward force

that fastens us to the source  


the autumn breeze

lifts it to the tree that freed it


an offering, of sorts

as it appears suspended


between gravity

and the patiently awaiting heavens


© Linda Neckel White

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