Tolkiens Rose Petals
TOLKIEN’S ROSE PETALS
Battle of Somme:
blood mixed with dirt,
forms
a corpulent pool,
bones
and flesh on the banks.
dim
reflection of friends
fizzles. . .
the brotherhood dead.
through two peepholes
of Tolkien’s mask
ethereal vision of mustard gas.
demons loom,
but God’s there too,
his cross never more
t - angible.
Lúthien and Beren wed
and
a hobbit is born.
trench fever preserves
the elfish language.
and friendship, like rose petals
remain
pressed between pages.
8/18/2019
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