Mystic Rhythms Poetry ~ 2001

~ Mourning Gory (Petal Poem) ~

by Sab Will
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Mourning Gory (Petal Poem)

Your poison is sweet, as the honey-kiss dew-drops,
swaddling the land in the stillness of the dawn.

You scatter your petals, bitter bite-sized,
tumbling pastel, rosy flakes of morn.

In lazy motion, long arms stretching,
acid tendrils lick the lying night.

You gather your petals in a cast-iron basket,
reaping barbed-wire beauty, metal torn.

Careful not to prick your fingers,
petal-puss rising, oozing, left, and right.

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© Sab Will 2001

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