Dead Flowers In The Window Poem by Matthew Holloway

Dead Flowers In The Window



There are dead flowers in the window
Decaying petals falling down
Curled like a saddened lip
Still I find it so beautiful
Not in some morbid fascination
But in that all is in fact beautiful
The wilting steam, bowing head
Bends to times eternal passing
The heart sees not death
But a flower still beautiful
And in all of this artistry
We live and we breathe

Wednesday, February 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,flowers,life and death
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Matthew Holloway

Matthew Holloway

Cheshire, England
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