When last the lilacs blossomed there
Outside my childhood home
The losses I would come to bear
Were hitherto unknown
When last the lilacs blossomed there
Beneath the shady elm
To sweet star jasmine’s scent compared
They did so underwhelm
When last the lilacs blossomed there
We both were green and small
Though decades passed without a care
I’ve barely grown at all
When last the lilacs blossomed there
Be it memories or in dreams
Their tender fragrance fills the air
Much stronger now, it seems
When last the lilacs blossomed there
When last I called them mine
I knew home could not be anywhere
But Twenty-first and Vine.
Categories:
underwhelm, childhood, flower, garden, memory,
Form: Rhyme
his appalling stupidity
never ceases to overwhelm
underwhelm in fact
truth be told
he's a buffoon
disguised as youth
I shake my head
incredulous
it's somehow
gotten him
this far
in life
Submitted December 28, 2017
Categories:
underwhelm, youth,
Form: Verse