Memorial Garden

 

SPRING EVENINGS ONCE HELD

COOL PATIENCE AND DARK REDEMPTION

OVER THE DAY’S DUST

NOW, CLOUDS RUSH THE MOON

SPEED-STREAKING HER LIGHT.

 IN THE MORNING

JUNE ROSES PUSH MAY ASIDE

AND GOLDEN IRIS

OF LUSCIOUS HONEYED-PETALS

UNFURL TO DISINTEGRATE IN THE RAIN.

WILL PAPPER-RED POPPIES

COME AND GO BEFORE APPLAUSE?

KA BLAM! 

 

THE ALPHA AND OMEGA OF A LIFE

GONE

BUDS SURRENDERING TO BLOOM

FASTER THAN THEIR SHELF-LIFE.

WHAT ONCE HELD

BREATHLESS IN BEWILDERING BEAUTY

BOWS UNDER WINDS OF CHANGE

NO SUSPENDED GLORIOUS EXPECTATION

NO HESITATION

NO MERCY.

 

THE MOON MOVES ON

HER LIGHT NOW RISING GIBBOUS

 ANXIOUS AND OVER- REACHING

FALLING ON THE GARDNER

LYING ON THE GRASS

BLOOMS CLASPED TO HER CHEST.

 

 

2 Comments

Samantha

Mysteries lie in the eye of the beholder, no? Consider yourself moving, mystical, and lovely. And thanks to your comment, I now do too. Merci.

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