Aurora
Over the hills I unroll my light blanket
Warming the earth
Reviving,refreshing and resurrecting
The sleeping colours
Where a solitary rabbit sits snuffling and still
Drinking in the sparkling rays of the sun
My palette painting his world
Bright,brisk and botanical
This is my destiny,this is my fate
To burnish,to beautify and to bless
What otherwise would lie dank,dull and dead
Out of sight but in my mind's eye
My one mistake sits whimpering
Gibbering mindlessly
Cursed with immortality
Doomed to shrivel endlessly
Making my memories
Of Tithonus,my lost love,
Cruel.
Copyright © Denis Bruce | Year Posted 2019
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