Of Colours, Yes, But Flowers Boast Poem by james watkin
Of Colours, Yes, But Flowers Boast
Of colours, yes, but flowers boast
A spectrum of uses.
Each an emblem. Plight's rose, my prime
Season-change effuses!
All in loving gifted. Tied round
Of joy or consoling.
Sprays, babes' sprouting aside, sun-burst.
Sprays, by wills drooped, dewing.
More effective communicating
Pale lily, Death's face
Death's sanctity, than bystanders.
Singly stemmed; in one place.
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5/5/2024 12:13:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
All in loving, good write