Cliff Kick


Spring Lament - Poem by Cliff Kick

The great, green rush of spring
is upon me, frail blossoms
tremble in silver sheets of rain
But there will be no bloom
in this half-penny heart
despite lovely days of May
No, mere memories now
dim ghosts of perished days
loom in the gathering dusk

Topic(s) of this poem: loss

Form: Elegy


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 28, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 31, 2015


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