Denise Read

Rookie (9/18/53 / Louisville, Kentucky)

Walking - Poem by Denise Read

I pass an unkempt flower bed
Usually tidy with
Meticulously chosen colors
Healthy and hopeful,
Now weedy and wilting

I see a stoic bird bath
Without birds,
Without water,

I wonder about the Keeper of the bed
Alone or lonely?
Distracted by Disease?
I glance at the billowing willow tree
Weeping for the dead,
Beside the blushing peach tree,
Bearing fruit

I whisper a prayer of mourning.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 8, 2008



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