Love, Death & The Flower Poem by The Black Rose

Love, Death & The Flower



Black Petals lay across the hay,
crimson pools around his feet,
a mirror so that only he can see,
last words dying across his face,

Stem and thorns within the hand,
tears fall,
a story from her face,
only the wind will hear,
strangled cries,
last blood,
pooling at his feet

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Georgios Venetopoulos 27 January 2013

Very good free verse. Send me a note if you received this.

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