Hanging In The air

A page flies, rolls over, sticks to the ledge

Ink splashes, words fall, run off the edge
Leaves get the same, rain drenched, decrepit 
Petals trampled upon, torn, desecrated

Not all sheets make a book or words a poem
Leaves, laurel wreaths; petals, bouquets
Smiles don't make happiness or tears easement
Dreams are not reality nor all of life meaningful

Life moves on still, while you hang in the air 
Resigned to a lifelong sadness, an affray 
The heart breaks open; kernel soft and yielding
And there is no change, no, none conceding