Hanging Roses In Windows
I learned from my grandmother
To dry roses in windows
Hung, upside down, from a string-
Maybe because that way
All the red would flow to their head
Like when one does handstands-
Handstands are never something
That I learned how to do
Particularly satisfactorily...
I've always been a bit too-
Off-balance-
I learned from my mother
Not to hang around windows,
That I am not a rose
To be put up to dry...
When you spend so long
Leaning over windowsills,
You can only ever be-
Off-balance-
Copyright © Cameron Hartley | Year Posted 2014
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