A Field Of Flowers Poem by Zachary Zuccaro

A Field Of Flowers



A field of wilting flowers
beseeching the clouds
to spare a dropp of water.

The cruel skies ignore the pleas
and continue on their journey
until they are captured
in a bottle
and forced to release
their captive butterflies
to the roses
uncorrupted by the crimson eagles
perched upon a balcony
drenched with the blood
of seven white seals.

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Zachary Zuccaro

Zachary Zuccaro

Tennessee
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