Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 25, 2017

Daily missive for Tuesday the 25th of April.~by Peter Forster



Daily missive for Tuesday the 25th of April.

Where did you go
When the flowers died
Heads bent in supplication
The blossom blew away
Seed pods turned to dust
In the angry sun
Fiery fingers burned to cinders.
What happened
After that last kiss
The heat from your brow
Scorched my lips
I can feel it now
Taste you in the cleansing
Of the morning
As the new day
Steals the requiem
Of an older dream.
How do I find you
In the company of strangers
A smile that rearranges how I feel.
Steal me away
To the beginning
When for a moment
I was a poet and saw beauty
In small things.
The insect and the tree
Mutually dependent
A world resplendent
With words that burst like ripened fruit.
You slip by in a breeze
A blizzard of pollen
And Dandelion spores
Carpeting the river
A downy softly
Cushioned snow white storm
Needs another aspect
To recognise the scene
To see what might have been.
To be a true test of discovery
I need a new paradigm
Nothing remains explained
By the old one
Even the rhyme
Has been repeated
So many times it is tired
Algorithmically beaten
And tonally defeated
In the aftermath.


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