The Lilies Poem by kendall thomas

The Lilies



The lilies
wait on the wall
for the all-telling
sigh where doves huddle
neath cornices

Only capable
of tears
nodding
my cigarette turns on me

One final time
a fermented scene and
rapprochement
come together
but spilled wine
can no longer reclaim
its bottle

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Marie Bliss 05 May 2010

Hi Ken, I like this one very much, I hadn't read this one before. It gives such a visual. Ive seen a few of these fermented scenes. Kind regard as always.

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