Sunday, October 16, 2005

Gardens (Press)

soft and fragrant
that rose
brightest
in the bouquet

dies from sudden disease -
edges brown
and crispy
petals falling to the ground
stepped on

the bloom drifts
to the earth
becoming
dirt itself
unnoticed it will lie forever
small and brown and dead.

2 comments:

Hilachita said...

I like it. I really like how you've taken the flower thing and run with it

esperanza said...

Thanks! Hey! I'm not the only one up this late on a school night!