Snowdrops Poem by Geoff Lathy

Snowdrops



She loves me, she
Loves me not,
Petal by plucked petal.
She loves me,
She loves me not,
Idly drifting, unmettled,
Into the blue as forget-me-not.
Petals idly scenting
The frost-shattered and
Febrile earth,
Crushed and lying,
Bruised and torn,
Somewhat… dissipated.
For what is a flowerless
Flower but naked
In the cowl of winter’s bitter
Tears?

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