Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

The Autumn of My Unemployment

the leaf had a part-time job
seasonal work, no benefits
the leaf was a model of green energy
enabler to the tree, sugar from the sun

the leaf graduated with a degree
PhD, doctor of photosynthesis
top of his tree
before the earth tipped on its axis

In September the leaf started thinking
about a pension plan, on yellow paper
then with gray sere edges he withered
with no severance pay he drifted

his golden parachute
fluttered spent to the ground
raked with no gold watch
economic compost in joyous decay

I'll second Neologistic!
H

wonderful metaphor clay.......a fine summation of how "things" work

Wonderful poem LR. I think it stands on its own without other inferences.

As always, you make me smile with your beautiful writing. Thanks Clay!