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Buds Of Winter Flowers

Like buds of a winter flower
fragile and frozen,
we claim our freedom and detachment
from the old meadow patch
that sustained and nourished us.


But their patch is elevated
on blood-smeared soils
and their commands are launched from

thrones of skulls, their kingdoms
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Wednesday, January 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: detachment,nation
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Edward Kofi Louis 11 May 2016

Fragile and frozen! Like the muse of life around us today. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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