Sweet Stinking Roses
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My lament is for the dead,
I wail and chant over sweet stinking roses,
pungent, decaying red withering funeral remains,
the caustic penetrating scent unpleasant-
Yet, I find a beauty in the fading,
a bitter, powerful, rotten loveliness.
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October 2, 2016
Poetry/Verse/Sweet Stinking Roses
Copyright Protected, ID 16-835-048-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Stink
sponsor, Anthony Slausin
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2016
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