A Prophesy of Fuchsias

As flushed as ripe plums the fuchsia does swell Weighted with thick sap its cloak lushly blooms Passion’s flower sweetly grieves sad farewell As our goodbye speaks like this summer’s plume Our waltz in the sun like sultry guitars Fueled fiery flames to warm us through the night Hearts lay like cinders to mix with the stars Embers smoldered while it squandered our light Sweet rain does fall as tears with our parting Shadowed skies have embraced our love’s blind fate Lost in the glow of sad secrets guarding Ill-fated lovers whose dance came too late I can ere forget the lingering fire For burning hearts bleed with lonely desire May 6, 2021 Summer Love Sonnet Poetry Contest Sponsored by John Hamilton