Death In Bloom Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Death In Bloom



It was the 3rd day of the battle,
and thousands lay dying or dead

Lining the edge of the smoke and chaos,
the roses and daisies were spread

The screams in the night were ungodly,
sounds of cannon fire ruling the day

With blue and grey bleeding side by side
—the flowers in joyous array

(Gettysburg Pennsylvania: March,2020)

Thursday, March 26, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers,war
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