Funeral Flowers Poem by Glenn Bagshaw

Cresting flowers are plumed as waves.
Lives, our lives are smashed ashore.
Slips rip tide, waves pour pounded mortal roar.
The single life now drowns.
The single mourns. Sea shouts loud at shrouds.
Sea yells, grief dwells
by the one ' you' born. One cold bloom fades.
Millions festooning adorn.
Bouquets mobbing waves; Forever slackened
floats the one forlorn.
Waves, waves sandblast us ashore.
Sprays of petals flow fathoms,
mantle tomb- floor.