turning over a new leaf

I look the window
at the maple tree, in glorious
disarray
of colors
and falling leaves

and I think I can do that.

I can turn over a new leaf.
(again)

so I write down all of my
errant ways.
my destructive
patterns of thought
and behavior and truly
decide to change.

to be a better person.

this takes awhile
and a lot of paper
and ink,

but I get it done.

I date it, sign it
and tape it to the wall.

i'm way overdue for
some positive changes,
to take my life in a new
direction,
for these dead leaves
to fall.