Month: January 2018

The Lilacs Died (a not quite poem idea)

the lilacs died
the earth had dried
and blown away
like so much desert sand
so there upon the window sill
the curling petals linger still
as still as he
who tended with his hands
each petal born
which now we mourn
the sun will wake no more
like tears in rain
go unrefrained
to float down to the floor