Absence Of Flowers Poem by Melody Thomas

Absence of Flowers

This afternoon it's snowing and they're no flowers
The silence of the glistening white of snowflakes
Falls like a memory of scales descending as the whitest keys
In the memory of a childhood piano outside the paned window of palms!
As seen in the heaviest head of cereus inclining
For at the sight as the slightest of its white down or yellow -white.

Then therein, only the poorest snow-flowers lay in a heap
Like a memory of a tightened white dress cast down.... so much has fallen
And I who has listened for an inclining step
In this afternoon, I do hear it now but alas it is already falling away,
Amidst in my memory, as in the terrible tunes of scales descending
On silent piano; the cascading snow is dimly not found,
Amongst the absence of flowers abounding.

Written: 12/29/2014
Melody Thomas