Love, Death & The Flower Poem by The Black Rose

Love, Death & The Flower



Black Petals lay across the hay,
crimson pools around his feet,
a mirror so that only he can see,
last words dying across his face,

Stem and thorns within the hand,
tears fall,
a story from her face,
only the wind will hear,
strangled cries,
last blood,
pooling at his feet

Thursday, February 22, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: mirror
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Georgios Venetopoulos 27 January 2013

Very good free verse. Send me a note if you received this.

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