Red, White, and Blue

Red petals attract Every eye and head turned to Gardens of Surprise Columns supporting White ceilings looming so high Cracking over time Blue vapors seeping Low notes soaring to the depths Sung by compromised ladies Red pilgrimage made Engraved names lovingly touched Thoughts sliding backwards Humid white clouds cry Tearful chants for the dying Over white-washed walls Blue flames flickering Gasping for the air to breathe Time will not heal wounds Red bleeding fountains Spurting out toward the sky Evaporating Searching for release