Ashes Poem by GORDON GILHULY

Ashes



lampyrids moving like finely shattered starlight

in the dark above us

you beside me, ill-sweatered against the approaching cold

we watch the final flame lick, hesitate, die

a pile of ashes

no phoenix

Ashes
Saturday, June 24, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: loss
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