Fractals
By alesana
What is it here
That settled ash
Upon this wilted flower?
How has this bloom
Been now so dampened?
The thoughts of gods
of tragedy
Melt its petaled bliss
To fractals in the dust.
Then sun like cries appealing
Life redeeming, silent screaming
-
A plea for mercy now rewarded -
The touch that renews all
hope
Restore my soul to glory
My one and only love.
Walk beside me softly
Wish my sleeping heart to peace
Calm
my panicked breathing
Leave my darkest shadows
In fractals
in the dust.
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Copyright 2012 Meg Owens
Published on Wednesday, November 7, 2012.
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"Poetry"