Death Devours Lovely Things
DEATH DEVOURS LOVELY THINGS
The fallow ground was thirsty for her —
“I’m in trouble” stung like a nightingale’s knife.
The moon and stars in vertiginous blur
stilled her mothering heart — her life.
Music of the twilight and cherry bobs
in the twins’ manhattans. Celebratory smiles
and cheers ferment to grieving sobs —
a blossoming bosom of lamentations and trials.
O melancholy separation from the womb.
Twins battle to connect in the hopeless rain.
Death devours lovely things - rose perfume.
Fallen petals in funeral march forge their pain.
A beautiful ballerina buried in a music box —
the missing florid centerpiece at the family’s table.
Her presence rushing to heaven’s gate shocks
the cosmic atmosphere — contingently a fable.
5/15/2018
A Poem About Death Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Theme: Death devours lovely things
Word List: melancholy, beautiful, thirsty, music
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2018
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